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In Michigan I live in Wisconsin. Don't worry. It doesn't get clearer. In Michigan I hung upside down and shoveled the snow from the ice, icicles form inside my runny nose. Eyes water and crystallize. I skated down hills in my insulated boots and on my head in Michigan. I took walks while the wind chased high in the sticks they call trees. My tormentor howled, threatened and sometimes shoved me in the back. In hung upside down Michigan I did. At night, calm by the frozen harbor lonely bells clang, perhaps in my heart. Yard lights blind spots on docks where night shelters mounds of coal piled high, waiting, radioactive monsters about to sneer with menacing green eyes come after me. In Michigan I wait eight months for summer. It never comes, in my mind. There's no place to put snow after March in Michigan where I dwell in my head. Hard to remember, sitting on the sunny beaches of Mexico upside down with Margaritas sweating the frosted, stemmed glasses full of icy concoction and warm Tequila infused with blended fruits... in Michigan, okay! I confess. I never left. 8.18.20 Got the idea from someone In Texas or On Tumblr...never mind, you wouldn't understand. |