I May After Leaving You Walk Quickly or Even Run by Matthea Harvey

Matthea Harvey

I May After Leaving You Walk Quickly or Even Run by Matthea Harvey

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I May After Leaving You Walk Quickly or Even Run

Matthea Harvey

Rain fell in a post-romantic way.

Heads in the planets, toes tucked

under carpets, that’s how we got our bodies

through. The translator made the sign

for twenty horses backing away from

a lump of sugar. Yes, you.

When I said did you want me

I meant me in the general sense.

The drink we drank was cordial.

In a spoon, the ceiling fan whirled.

The Old World smoked in the fireplace.

Glum was the woman in the ostrich feather hat.

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