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Only if I fell in love

one more time would

I not cry if I lost this pen

that my father gave me

before he died for if

I were in love, what more

would I need what more

would I want

I would have

what I want

and

nothing more

to write about

and so with this

pen I would

drink to your

health

and with this paper

I would

construct

a fragile

boat in which

to float

Progress

The angel ends the sentence

with a period. Period. I believe

him, it’s over. And I believe 

the little black rock he left

in the middle of the road,

in the middle of a desert

that begs me 

for company.

Illustrations by Knysh Ksenya

About the Author

Ricky Garni

Grew up in Florida and Maine. He works as a graphic designer by day and writes music and photographs by night. His work has been published most recently in the BLAKE JONES REVIEW and CAN YOU HAVE OUR BALL BACK? His latest work, A GLORIOUS GALLOP V. AN ADAGIO OF INDIFFERENCE, will be released in the Winter of 2020.

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