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Iceland
Cecilia Lopez-Jordan (Digital Photograph)
Quinn Harrelson
Monday is my kind of poetry
Somber maddening midnight
Cold like 1,000 snowmen
In a nightmare about fate
Monday is my kind of poetry
Like a bathtub full of bad metaphors
And rubber duckies
Empty suburban streets
Deep into the night
Monday is my kind of poetry
Like a dream
In which you are a goldfish
At the bottom of a swimming pool
Monday is my kind of poetry
homeless men on hay fever, hallucinating
Images of flat families stuck in between
Dimensions
Monday is my kind of poetry
The moonlight cast upon fallen glass
The sliver of silver in her eye
Ricocheting between reflection
And projection