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I once tried to find my heart with a pair of scissors and a tiny saw.
I failed but I still hear the drum beat, that’s life jolting me from another side.
I once held a weaponless man that didn’t belong to me. He was young, eager.
I opened the little door. We never cross paths but memory is an elephant, quiet on the ground.
Are all men mysterious? If you think reading across eyes, skin is easy, even tattooed—
think again, keep walking. No one needs to know three shotguns in your background are covered
with old gramophone boxes. They hold their shape, Tennessee rain pounds patterns we can hear.
Sarah Lilius is the author of four chapbooks including GIRL (dancing girl press, 2017). Some publication credits include the Denver Quarterly, Court Green, Tinderbox, Fourteen Hills and Boulevard. She lives in Arlington, VA with her husband and two sons. Her website is sarahlilius.com.