Light Refreshments at the Poe House

Edgar dear,

it is rumored that

your spectacles are preserved here,

on the upstairs desk blotter

that once soaked up your inky

necrophilia. Ebony madness

everywhere–

cashew nuts shaped like little ghosts,

the cloudy eye of the bartender,

the deep decolletage of a woman in black

crawling out of the house,

seeking Rodney.

–excerpt from “Light Refreshments at the Poe House” in To Sip Darjeelling at Dawn (Virtual Artists Collective, Chicago 2011)

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