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Joel Minor

If Looks

If Looks

We children did not play dead we played death,
relaxing in against and tensing against in,
self- or friend-chosen, culmination slow-motion,
epic action ending with painful satisfaction.

           We children lay sky staring and still
           just long enough to, unconsciously,
           let malice pass over us, unwittingly,
           a hawk high sailing, searching for living.

                        Until morphing into a vulture circling,
                        and we children flung ourselves back to life
                        in order to hide again in the motion
                        that there is no enlightenment with no price.

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Joel Minor is the Curator of Modern Literature Collection/Manuscripts at Washington University in St. Louis. He has work forthcoming in Vinyl Poetry.

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