15 March 2009 | Vol. 9, No. 1
On the Rites of Spring, Buenos Aires, 1976
Even as the outside world wilts in peculiar
greens, the hideous green of rotten fruit
soft and paunchy about the neck,
how a body goes in time.
Do you remember the promise we made,
lying half-naked in the thick of April?
It was a promise of time, to be beyond
its faithlessness. Cold beers in our hands,
we admired our legs intertwined,
horse flies singing our ears,
the sharpness of traffic horns, the city
dancing between us.
Everything was multiple.
That is, there were two of us
becoming more or less divided,
and the world also, which was natural.
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About the author:
Brian Diamond has an MA in Creative Writing from California State Northridge and is currently an MFA candidate at Arizona State University. His work has previously appeared in such publications as Redactions, Oakbend Review, Flashquake, 4 AM Poetry Journal, and the Northridge Review. His greatest achievement to date is winning the New Yorker cartoon contest.
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