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Aimee Nezhukumatathil - The Two Times I Loved You The Most On A Farm

after Dorothea Grossman

 

It was your idea to teach me how to sleep

under the stars       how to hold a gun      how

to shoot it in the air              and firework it

    across the setting sun          a silver dragonfly

with a singular purpose:     to hunt

and snap        its mouth around          the sweetest bee—

pluck it right out of the air—

I didn’t know                      love could be so loud.

 

And once, the fields                        of soybean and mice

              became           a kind of       prayer,

                          shushing tassels            on the blown-back

      calico curtains   of your                childhood bedroom

where                you kissed me           my shoulders

before    the window—    I never saw           the ribs

        of a silver silo       that way again.