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Keith Montesano

Elegy for What Survives Inside the Body

Suddenly she's bawling, tells the entire story, like you do


when your world is unfamiliar, the hazy bodies lost in black.

It takes six years for the pieces to make themselves apparent…

Two Halves: Elegy for One Summer's Dawn

Bellefontaine: a town on the way to somewhere else, a place

where you run out of gas, stop to make love on a picnic table


somewhere by the wheat field—when, toward magic hour, the boy

already loaded the gun, the smell of bacon wafting outside…

Monologue of the Betrayed Woman After Reading Anne Carson

10. Do grapes feel that sweet while crushing them barefoot? Should I have made love like she did—sticky, swelled, then bursting?

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