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High Lonesome - Allison Titus
IT WILL ALL WORK OUT OKAY
Once I hiked partway up a glacieron the other side of a dust storm
just north of Vikfar off
I could see the sandy fields & the shaggy horses
that roamed themcould see the seams of their breath lifting
little signals into the weep of it allI was someone else
back thensomeone maybe not even lonelyBack then
I stood for a long timebefore the waterfall that broadcast
its white in a rush of laceThe tour group was full
of complaintsaround the next scheduled departure
At the Blue LagoonI watched strangers
at a bachelorette party take shotsof vodka from tiny plastic cups
& toast the bride-to-be in her white bikini
Just like anywhereor the moon
& back thenI was full of my own brand of laziness & shorthand
desireto get close to somethinglife-changing & majestic
without working very hard for itEverywhere
I looked something was coming alivein dramatic fashion
a glimmer in the acheof the cape of ice that glazed everything over
those months of little daylightthe dusk kept folding
its lava fields intoa syntax
of eveningIt was beautifulIt made me
smaller
I HAVE TOO MANY TABS OPEN ON MY LAPTOP & THE WORLD IS ENDING
& nothing feels good. End of summer
in America, it’s been a terrible year.
Bought a cheap crop top in the wake
of my loss, because what does the body
have to do with grief? Everything.
Everything. I lose & lose myself hourly.
To be honest I bought two crop tops
online then took a long walk
to the cemetery at golden hour,
the orange sci-fi sun brimming all over
the place. To be honest I walked to the
cemetery at the golden hour so I’d have
an excuse to text the famous artist
the luminous yet pixelated
cemetery when I got back home.
Have I always been so tedious?
The answer is yes & of course I have.
Still, what matters is I’m there when
the light floats the gravestones
off into the softer expanse, all our facts
turned into shadows stacked on the hillside.
When the sky turns a chandelier
of haze over this prime daypart,
when families settle to dinner
in front of their giant TVs,
when the field sets to glow despite
how rutted & windswept. Even at
its most mundane, look how easy
this world can bring me to my knees.
TOURIST POEM
Clutched by peach-colored carpet
& stained from who knows what at
the edges, America’s Best Value Inn
with its YELP two-star average
is a nowhere place tourists come
to practice their longing in neon
windbreakers & peering over the edge
of some deep gorge, slots like red mouths
wide open. A gape of dusk settles
its bet over the desert in the dead
of winter until even this place feels
like so many others. This barren subtropic
situation looks like