Andrew Walker

Poem Before Blue Skies

It’s been bigger lately, that mouth, god,                    what a throat, so wide with song,

I’m yodeled lonely to its lips. No rain                     again today, humidity’s hand cupped

to keep sick down. Open air holds me                  instead. I am most whole when held

like an unpopped kernel on thirsty                     tongue, when peppered in salt and

soaked in saliva, when tooth-caught                  after shatter, shucked wet

from cheek, body’s husk streaked                    across the underside of couch arm,

pant leg. Some days, when the sky                    smiles wide enough to chubby bunny

popcorn clouds, I write still feel like                   dying in a notebook I’ll tear soon to

pieces, feeding an overstuffed bin                    little bits of me, crumpled but harmful—

a rock packed into a snowball, glass                    wrapped in the delicate flesh of a donut.

Most days, I think sky keeps me here                    panopticoned by the beauty of its breath—

how it dips despair in runny chocolate,                   leaves it to harden overnight. Tomorrow is

just another strawberry—just another                   fruit to let rot, to spoil the gifted

sweetness from damp soil, afraid to quench                  may I choke on pith, may I ruin

blue appetite, trauma tummy grumbly                  at the open lips of fridge—not hungry,

searching for something to rest within,                  held here in chilled light.

HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENT

after Mary Ruefle

 

Tape an old family photo to the wall and throw a dart at it; if it does not hit the picture, try again until

it does. Find the person with the hole in their chest and interview members of your family about

them—What is their favorite color? Did they have any pets growing up? Which parts of themselves

have they molted in their aging? When you have compiled enough information, write a 750 - 1,000

word profile of them, highlighting the pivotal moments in their life. For extra credit, have the subject

read their own profile and record their weeping on camera.


Andrew Walker is a writer from Colorado living in Michigan. Their work has appeared in Guernica, Black Warrior Review, and Ninth Letter among others. They write weekly on their Substack, Observing Edges and have compiled a full list of their poetry and prose for your perusal at druwalker.com.

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