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Below the Nearer Sky
The goldfish sprints, fantail
spread like fingers on fire.
 
It fast-forwards for days—
figure-eights a whirling fury
 
that spills. Spinning drunkenly,
everything is forgotten. It burns,
 
a lightning-struck barn.
Its silken flesh unfurls, ribs
 
shine like a whittled moon.
But skin knotted into ruin
 
can't stop it: the staccato jazz
your fingernail flicks doesn't help.
 
It will never quit, you think,
until the summer morning
 
it's found belly-up in dirty water,
still as a town ravaged by storm.
 
The fishbowl shimmers dark and golden
as if, in your absence, the heavens
crawled in—packed star chunks
cellophane tight; waiting for you
 
to shake off your impossible dreams
and bow to that half-whole reflection.
Happy Fun Sex Movie
Night light rubbing & riffraff.
Singing waxed violence, sky sharp
as razors & fortuitous.
 
Nibble my nape. My snappiness.
I've been blue-foxed, led shackled
to solitary confinement in a field
 
planted with mimes. With darts.
They tickle my larynx.
Sickly with cracked lobes.
 
Is it selfish to want
the salted & tart?
Head table at the hello
 
party? Dip. Dab. Drip.
Cracked open, shell
a tumored morning. Gongs.
 
Leave the checkered neck.
Leave my selfishness.
Let the chokecherry paint,
 
let it sputter everyone righteous.
Babies sprout from the chili vine.
We are so beautiful in this eeldom.
Tumult
The kill, the tongue in my throat.
—Mary Wang
 
After these days dense
with whoops & catcalls,
 
blizzards of oystered glass
& whippoorwills barking out
 
oddness, I walk in my sleep.
A murder of intimacies worrying
 
my throat tarnished. Shackled
to slamming doors, I've given myself
 
wholly to the city's ragtag
roughness. Dreams of exaltation
 
line power lines like shooting
decoys. Swabbed for electrocution.
 
They alternate intrusion.
They alternate blessings.
 
And each morning, the terrible
biography writes across the sky.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Thank you thank you thank you to everyone at Macalester College and the creative writing program at the University of Minnesota—flowers and Band-Aids to all of my students, colleagues, and peers. Wang Ping, Diane Glancy, Ray Gonzalez, Rick Barot, David Hernandez, Lisa Glatt, Adam Clay, Casey Golden, Suzanne Rivecca, Matt Henriksen, Mark Conway, and Nick Flynn, thank you for the guidance, doom, and help.
 
I am also grateful to the National Endowment for the Arts, the Minnesota State Arts Board, SASE/Jerome, Iowa Falls, and Dr. Roberto Heros, for supporting this life.
 
Forever: I am indebted to the beautiful people at Tin House. Thank you for believing in me, Brenda. Thank you for putting up with me, Meg.
 
Finally, I owe everything and more to my families (Lemon, McLoone, Dorlac, Garlock, Balizet, and Ariane & Catface) and friends. I love you all.
Copyright © 2006 by Alex Lemon
Introduction © 2006 by Mark Doty
 
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. For information, address Tin House Books, 2601 NW Thurman St., Portland, OR 97210.
 
Published by Tin House Books, Portland, Oregon, and New York, New York Distributed to the trade by Publishers Group West, 1700 Fourth St., Berkeley, CA 94710,
www.pgw.com
 
eISBN : 978-0-982-50301-0
First U.S. Edition 2006
 
 
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