Poem by Amanda Dissinger


 

Pt. 2

had a dream about you again last night
none of your songs sounded the same
I cut my hair off and gave it to you as a present you never asked for
it kept growing
and we weren’t built out of backhanded backdoor compliments
love poems constructed as like poems
I still longed to climb your architecture

I look like birthday cake and when can I start bleeding?
wanna stop being just a new york thing
spilled salsa on my sheets till it looked like blood
I do this once a year
when will your job bring you back to the city?
I fold once a year
treat my mouth like a vacuum for all the details I can find

and you say, I wish we could inhabit a world without sirens
I cut you off repeating, I don’t want to be just your new york thing
I am so ready to leave this all behind

 

Photography © Glenn Bowie

Photography © Glenn Bowie

 

Amanda Dissinger works with all sorts of music in Brooklyn. She enjoys 80s pop music, watermelon and the library and recently released her first book of poetry This is How I Will Tell You I Love You via Bottlecap Press.

Glenn Bowie is a published poet, lyricist and photographer from the Boston area. He also owns and operates an elevator company that supplies custom-built elevators for clients from New England to Hollywood. Author of two poetry and photograph collections (Under the Weight of Whispers and Into the Thorns and Honey) on Big Table Publishing, he donates all profits from his books to various charities for the homeless and local animal shelters. Glenn is also the official photographer for the Newton Writing and Publishing Center.

 

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