Kala Mone

 

Matthew Dickens

Originally published in The Evergreen Review Issue 122 in March, 2010.
 

because columbia has never been the same
what i’m worth is less than
her unfortunate illusion

because she knew that i was gone
when she held me as i came
         
with a smile
         i will stir
                  slick fingers

in the logical aroma
of her juvenile confusion