canon
By Jen Durbent
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Hybrid is pleased to announce the return of Jen Durbent with her collection of poems, canon! These twenty-two works range in style from haiku to epic and cover a broad range of emotions and topics. Durbent turns her sharp wit to gender, politics, drugs, and even the Tower of Babel.
Jen Durbent
Jen Durbent is a poet, writer, and stand-up comedian who grew up in and is based out of the greater Chicagoland area. She lives with her wife, children, three cats, and a very old dog. She uses "she", "they", or "it" pronouns. She can be found on the web at jendurbent.com or Twitter as @JenDurbent. My Dinner with Andrea is her debut novel.
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Content Warning
Sexual Assault, ACAB, R-Slur, T-Slur, Violence, Drug Use
Our documents are useless, or forged beyond believing.
—The Church – Destination
For J.
On Her Existence (2018)
A poet more than thirty years old is simply an overgrown child.
— HL Mencken
Excuse me! Excuse me! Sorry to bother you while you’re reading
your book, and I’m sorry if it’s creepy,
but I can’t help but notice that you put
non-dairy creamer in your fairly-traded,
organically-grown, coffee-shop coffee. Well, maybe that’s not creepy.
But I’m pretty sure that it is creepy that I can’t help but notice
the cut of your skirt, the height of your heels,
and you might want to pluck your eyebrows.
I’m not saying this as a judge , but you
might like to know. I just notice
even when if I can’t look at myself in the mirror
and take my own advice. I don’t want to say more
and I can’t help myself and I know
you might be offended and I apologize. It might sound
weird coming from someone
that looks like I do
that I can’t decide if I want you
or if I want to be you.
I know that it’s not OK. I know you
are a fully formed person and that your presence is not
an invitation. My brain is limited.
These couple pounds of meat is no immovable
object against the unstoppable force of unwanted testosterone.
But I’m trying.
The latter might be more interesting, but it’s grown difficult
to discuss, though I will try. I am afraid
I can’t help it. Just remember when I say the light in my soul
went out: you had nothing to do with it.
Inside I have my own goddess and she is hope for proper gnosis.
Is it shame that I do not believe in her? I’m afraid
I can’t help it. She is barely a breath, nearly invisible
like the steam off chai. I don’t think I am being clear.
It’s not really my fault; but it is.
I am afraid.
Let me just say it.
Part of me—part of this him—
is a her.
And I’ll be damned if she isn’t fabulous.
She comes out to say to the universe, I exist.
But this him pushes her away with tears and
the iron and food and hate and says,
Just wait, please.
She is patient, but
she doesn’t want to wait, not really. She is beyond waiting
and chastising me for edging into cowardice.
I can’t blame her. Would you want to be trapped inside
this terrible visage? So I tell her:
"You should never want to be real.
Because the world is worse for hope;
because dreams never ever come true;
because dessert never is as sweet;
because fury never is as righteous;
because sex never is as dirty;
because crying never is enough release;
because love always is lopsided
because whoever gives less has more."
She doesn’t believe me. At all. Logic cannot dissuade
her, especially when she’s not constructed of logic;
she