Today's poem is by Jordan Stempleman


I picked a really yellow raincoat, asked how many times
will it work, just to make sure, said, if I just lie here
long enough it will get me, get through
to me, and felt the awful tree, planted by no one
I know, cut through the mud right in through the floor.
The photographer said, it was difficult to volunteer
at the hospital, the orphanage, the unemployment agency,
but especially at the desk for unclaimed items—
the food was too spicy; they hurt our feet; enough
of this memory or even that; you were a great person
once, smile, sit still, and I'll go ahead and take your picture.

Copyright © 2010 Jordan Stempleman All rights reserved
from Parthenon West Review
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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