We All Fall Down
We All Fall Down
by Howie Good
You’re the person who only resembles the person who committed the crime. I’m the officers opening their pistol holsters. You’re a novel that people start reading but can’t finish. I’m the sound of falling asleep on a flat rock sheltered by an apple tree. You’re pretty Jennie Wade in the kitchen mixing biscuits for breakfast. I’m the bullet traveling from somewhere to somewhere that punches through the wall and a door and her heart.
Howie Good, a journalism professor at SUNY New Paltz, is the author of the full-length poetry collections Lovesick (Press Americana, 2009), Heart With a Dirty Windshield (BeWrite Books, 2010), and Everything Reminds Me of Me (Desperanto, 2011), as well as numerous print and digital poetry chapbooks, including most recently To Shadowy Blue from Gold Wake Press and Love in a Time of Paranoia from Diamond Point Press. http://apocalypsemambo.blogspot.com
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