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Postmodern Village
est. 1999
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No More
by Amanda Evans

 

I like to think of these scenarios

in which a rainbow would be formed

from evaporated war.


It isn’t that we’re not loveable

nor capable of love.

It isn’t that we’re not worthy.


My cat sometimes lashes out,

but mostly he curls up

purring at the foot of my bed.


So many vacant eyes

are reading the feed,

scrolling the chyron:


irony that crushes

laughing eyelashes

which no longer blink.


Don’t dry your eyes.

Let the tears rain down

& mingle together in a raging river.

The waters are already rising.