The National Poetry Review

Marcus Myers

AFTER HER DIVORCE, I OFFERED A NOTION STATE

Along a winding track of texts, I wanted her stateless,
tunneled through Alps, her body awake to mine,
careworn and naked in our sleeper.
I wanted a second berth beyond our window.

Here’s our southern route along the Mediterranean!
I texted—here, starlings’ erasures, here the sea
hammered gold leaf
and cypress blue. Here a defeated empire peoples,
nonetheless, a clay-warmed, garden-

cooled honeycomb, resisting gravity. A photographer,
she needed to field real trees, roofs and houses.
I brought a mariachi puppet home from California
for her son. She bought us his-and-hers t-shirts:
Freedom in seven languages.
We offered each other freedom and it wasn’t ours to give.


MARCUS MYERS lives in Kansas City, MO, where he co-edits Bear Review, an online journal of poems and micro-prose. His writing has appeared in H_ngm_n, Hunger Mountain, Mid-American Review, Pleiades, The Rumpus, Salt Hill, and Tar River Poetry.

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