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The Earth's Weight in Winter
By Mark Ramirez
*Editor's Note: First appeared in The Unrorean Volume 14 Issue 2.
We soaped our bodies in currents of steam
after feeling the dull pulse of pick-up trucks
throbbing through layers of frost and irrevocable curses--
empty ritual for all of us who must speak the word house
and face the wrath of mortgage papers wet with our names.
Basements flooded with freezing water, electrical wires split like burnt hair
and we singed our throats on phenols,
wondering long into the shaded hours whether our cracked skin
was worth the furnace heat that kept the walls apart from ice.
We came to rest with the beer still on our lips,
still halfway between a sour glass capped with silicone caulk
and the vital organs that were seasons away from heavy sleep.
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