Poem by CL Bledsoe

 

The Distance

If you stare long enough into
the distance, you won’t notice
the wind unlacing and stealing
your shoes. All of us are busy
making mistakes we can blame
on somebody else. If you don’t
like what I said, whose fault is
it? The problem is continuing
to trust that this is the worst
things can get, when the evidence
is pretty clear. Drive as far as
you can and then remember
gas exists. If you can convince
enough people, you can launch
a car into space and call it science.
Who do you think will insure it?
They think of the moon as a man
because it’s pale, cold, and distant.
These days, we don’t even bother
naming our gods. That’s why
they never get our prayers.

 

CL Bledsoe’s latest poetry collection is Trashcans in Love. His latest short story collection is The Shower Fixture Played the Blues. His latest novel is The Funny Thing About… Bledsoe lives in northern Virginia with his daughter and blogs, with Michael Gushue, at Medium.

Jennifer Matthews’ poetry has been published in Nepal by Pen Himalaya and locally by the Wilderness Retreat Writers Organization, Midway Journal, The Somerville Times, Ibbetson Street Press and Boston Girl Guide. Jennifer was nominated for a poetry award by the Cambridge Arts Council for her book of Poetry Fairy Tales and Misdemeanors. Her songs have been released nationally and internationally and her photography has been used as covers for a number of Ibbetson Street Press poetry books and has been exhibited at The Middle East Restaurant, 1369 Coffeehouses, Sound Bites Restaurant in Somerville and McLean Hospital.

 

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