Three Poems by Darren C. Demaree

Emily as Salt Wet

The semaphore
always doubles down
when it must

reside amidst
the human body.
Most of that

blinking requires
a fingerprint,
a touch

to be answered.
The right words
are never enough.


Emily as Wrist to Elbow

I’ve written
to the floating
about Emily

&there was
no response.
I am still waiting

for a metaphor
to explain
how much weight

she carries normally
&how much
weight she can use

occasionally.
I know her forearm
can put me

through a wall.
I know there
are times when

when I will not
dare face her
&gravity

at the same time.
How lovely it is
to be damaged

by the physics
of love. How
does she do that?


Emily as a Body Can Fall

I know there is a whole city
outside of our house.
I don’t care.

 

Darren C. Demaree’s poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including Hotel Amerika, Diode, North American Review, New Letters, Diagram, and the Colorado Review.

He is the author of ten poetry collections, most recently “Lady, You Shot Me” (December 2018), which was published by 8th House Publishing. He is the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology and Ovenbird Poetry.

He is currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.

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