Andrew Reeves


I laid static in a room
and listened to time collect

in the corners.  Numb,
I knew how to wake up.

I knew how to hit an alarm
clock.  I could slit an envelope

without a shiver—or even, say, cut
a pear or sweep up

strands of hair.  I got so good

at shedding.  My body
will no longer do

what I tell it to.  Now
morning drawer, what use am I

to you—if not to empty
and keep refilling—


Andrew Reeves received his MFA in creative writing and media arts from the University of Missouri-Kansas City. His most recent work can be found in Four Chambers Press and Pleiades.  He currently lives and writes in Kansas City, Mo.



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