Flying Through the Light

Let us be true
To our own
Oblivions, the

Atom bomb
Cradled in
Our mouths.

How the heat
That blooms
When talking

About graves
Collapses the
Room each

Of us carries
Inside. O perfect
Beasts. O raunchy

Goodness. It
Only hurts when
The heart beats.

Front page image by Camdiluv

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Alex Lemon

About the Author

Alex Lemon is the author of Happy: A Memoir, and the poetry collections Mosquito, Hallelujah Blackout and Fancy Beasts. A book of essays and a new poetry collection are forthcoming from Milkweed Editions. His writing has appeared in Esquire, The Huffington Post, Best American Poetry 2008, Satellite Convulsions, Tin House, Kenyon Review, AGNI, The Southern Review and jubilat, among others. Among his awards are a 2005 Literature Fellowship in Poetry from the National Endowment for the Arts and a 2006 Minnesota Arts Board Grant. He is a frequent book reviewer for the Dallas Morning News. He lives in Ft. Worth, Texas, and teaches at TCU. He is www.alexlemon.com and tweets as @Alxlemon.
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