john sweet
IN WHICH DALI TRANSFORMS THE IMAGE
OF DEATH INTO MY SON'S BEAUTIFUL FACE
three days of rain
until i can
no longer get warm
a woman i know
sent home with her cancer
and a week later
she is dead
and anger
is not a profound thing
and the sky at six in the morning
can never be called beautiful.
and fear i think
is the root of inertia
twelve years in this town
is all the proof i need
the buildings i've stood in
while holding the fingerbones of christ
that have since been torn down
and paved over
the dark rooms i've walked out of
without a word
and all of the people i have
left in them
it adds up to a life
yes
but not the one i'd hoped for
not the one i want to
give my son when he's
old enough to know the truth
what i picture more than
anything
is his look of
bitter disappointment
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Date of Birth:
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November 27, 1968
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Location:
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Endicott, New York
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Occupation:
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State Worker
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Email:
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Bleedinghorse99@aol.com
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Website:
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http://www.burningword.com/john_sweet.php
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Publications:
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Alba, Painted Moon Review, Small Spiral Notebook, Arsenic Lobster, Pierian Springs, PW Review, Joey and the Black Boots, Blue Monk Press, Big Lick Literary Review, Double Dare Press, Stirring, etc.
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Books:
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approaching lost (2002, Via Dolorosa Press); mapping the room of murdered children (2002, Black Hoody Nation)
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