By Darren C. Demaree
If this were an orchard
how lovely it would be
if Emily fell from a tree
as the mangos fall, roll
to the will of the root’s
gradient. In Ohio, though
we don’t grow any mangos
& such a fall bruises deeply
what we had first hoped
would be light pat
from the dirt. Origin
of my fruit, I am sorry,
I did my best to imagine
a way for you to be unscathed
or cradled in good context.
I failed to simply catch you.
Darren C. Demaree is living in Columbus, Ohio, with his wife and children. He is the author of As We Refer To Our Bodies (2013) and Not For Art Nor Prayer (2014), both collections from 8th House Publishing House. He is the recipient of two Pushcart Prize nominations and a Best of the Net nomination.
Issue 2 | Winter 2013
Come Find Me
Emily as a Mango Hitting the Ground