the winter anthology
Vol. 3
Andrew Zawacki
Viatica (8)
still it lacked the imperious
antecedent, a misspelled word
that signaled another word
to render us by: half jade, half jet,
octobering into the afterleave
on improvise and ache, the sound
we make when scraped against
each other: you who guard
the errant of your letter, I
who can’t get rid of what I’ve got