A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Monday, April 16, 2012


What am I a ghost, he said.
If you lift me up I will cast no shadow.
If you feed me blood I will live
a little while and we can say those
unsatisfying words together
sorry sorry sorry I never meant
and now I do understand
but we won't say that.
You will dream of my shoes instead.
and the suits shifting in space.

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