—Stephanie Young
Although I have to believe in the poet who had ‘a
self-sufficient lack of certainty’. It is possible
that I might introduce him to you someday. Not to mention,
as I write this, ‘vocation is in the air’. Or, more actually:
As I write this, vocation is in the air.... Sic and sic.
Rather than ‘to be continued’ how about ‘let’s get
right back to this’. That don’t sound right (ugh!).
Although this should’ve been the title, something
happened and there he was. No joke. No joke.
Like a postscript from a turd dressed in an iconic
superhero’s uniform. Like a flash. Out of the blue.
As if from thin air. As if.
Still, he didn’t get to do it. He didn’t even get it.
.// but the sun’s out. it’s another moment
if not an orgiastic happening....
