The Kids That Look Like Me Keep Dying

The Kids That Look Like Me Keep Dying

Leaning bicycles on old iron fences.
The kids grow out their bowl cuts.
The merry-go-round weeps
behind the Baptist church.
The kids of a few weak summers.
The kids listen to the good stuff
in the dark.
They rent VHS tapes
and eat Mike and Ikes
with eyes closed.
Every day is a happier end
of the world when the kids
that look like me
keep dying.
Born triggers without hands.
See: comparison between forests
and backyards.
The outskirts of growing up
twice. If there is mercy, it will
go in order. One day or three.

 

About the author

Hannah Cohen

Hannah Cohen lives in Virginia. She is the author of the poetry chapbook Bad Anatomy (Glass Poetry Press, 2018). She's a contributing editor for Platypus Press and co-editor of Cotton Xenomorph. Recent and forthcoming publications include Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Yes Poetry, Gravel, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, and elsewhere.