We left the ocean a long time ago
Some longer than others
But we kept a piece zipped up in our skin
waiting for tears or blood, spit or sperm,
to set it free
Now when it rains the kind of rain that
clothes and umbrellas can’t keep from our skin
we will be back where we belong
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Published by mikepowernyc
Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.
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