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Grant Chemidlin 

Dark Sunday

We stay in bed all day.

 

The pen stands up & writes the poem

without me. 

 

Your fingers graze my back.

 

I pull your body over me

like a roof, mistake 

 

your drumming heart

for rain.

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Grant Chemidlin is the author of What We Lost in the Swamp (Central Avenue Poetry, 2023), a finalist for the Lambda Literary Award for Gay Poetry. Recent work can be found or is forthcoming in The Los Angeles Review, Palette Poetry, Laurel Review, Quarterly West, and Tupelo Quarterly, among others.

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