Cortney Lamar Charleston

(To use the PDF embedder to see all pages of the poem, use the arrows on the bottom left-hand side.) Text: scaled the summit of ovation in one leap / over that solemn broom, swept demons / away, were swept up and into a scheme / of tender mercies, salve for souls frayed / like …

but the Venn diagram is a perfect circle.I poke my neck through the hole of comparison like a hula-hoop hoping, under no circumstance, that it ever cuts as closeas the collar of the dress shirt hanging in my closet feeding moths a feast in lean times.It is the dead center of summer. We are centering …