EVENING GOWN


The city is a place where people come to kill each other
It makes me rise above the houses to where air is full

Mineral, funereal, black-eyed
bedrooms of rich boys with auburn hair

Itís that I canít go anywhere without them speaking to meó
passionless in roomfuls of electrical guitars
and chandeliers like calm forgotten ice storms

Their family names invincible as weather
while weather dreams of dying into
distances and memories of treesÖ

My mercy has receded from their visions
My wilderness, my terror, and my cruelty

Itís that I canít go anywhere without them seeking through meó
boys in their long dresses from their grandmothersí trousseaus

Gilded gesturesó errand of each lieó
the daily plagues
I wonder where you are tonight, sweet darlings


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Claire Cronin is a poet and songwriter from Los Angeles, currently living in Athens, GA. She is the author of the chapbook Therese (H_NGM_N, 2014) and winner of the Fairy Tale Review 2014 Poetry Award, judged by Ilya Kaminsky. Some of her work can be found in Vinyl Poetry, Prelude, BOAAT, Yalobusha Review, Cloud Rodeo, and The Volta. Claire has an MFA from the University of California, Irvine and is pursuing a PhD in Creative Writing at the University of Georgia. She is the Managing Editor and Director of Digital Media for H_NGM_N Books.