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Lisa Gluskin Stonestreet

United States
Lisa Gluskin Stonestreet
United States
Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Suburban Pastoral

Maybe there could have been
another life that led us here,
where we ended up:
mapless, dehydrated, telling stories
about cruelty to insects, about
setting little fires—tiny gods

with magnifying glasses. We could
have moved into another house,
maybe the one next door

with the rats, or the other side
with the dandelion problem.
French doors instead of sliding glass.

We got the ants, the picture window.
Plan A, berber, gazebo. Afternoons
where every moment slid down

silently into the moment before:
piling up like cigarette ends,
merit badges, a single summer

of sawdust and parch. Maybe another
life like that, one where it wouldn't matter
how many fires, how long we ran the taps.
Lisa Gluskin Stonestreet
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