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TIMEPIECE, A.J. Odasso

August 20, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Timepiece by A.J. Odasso You put your watch— worn, Timex, cheap— in my hand. I was nine. You said, “Listen, those oil drums behind the garage are about to blow.” The coil of my digits […]

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FIREFLIES GONE, A.J. Odasso

August 17, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Fireflies Gone by A.J. Odasso My grandmother wrapped me in rouge one cacophonous October, told me my father had worn the same dress. Tomboyish as Red, I asked if she wished Dad had been a […]

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DNR, A.J. Odasso

August 11, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

DNR by A.J. Odasso I am so thin, reads the mimeograph, final line in my great-grandmother’s letter. Records say it was consumption that killed her, slow wasting- away of hunger and breath. I am so […]

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AFTERMATH, A.J. Odasso

June 22, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Aftermath by A.J. Odasso I see us, fragile, as from a distance— ephemera of nerve and bone. So much breath contained in one cage, we explode. I was not always afraid to speak my mind. […]

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THE DEVIL IN BOSTON, A.J. Odasso

June 3, 2017 barkingsycamores 2

The Devil in Boston by A.J. Odasso After Leonard Cohen’s “Satan in Westmount” Here, he becomes she— or neither. Both, all shades between, cannily suit. Satan strolls Charles Street in motorcycle boots, denim, and flannel, […]