Death by Omission
As I stand next to these monsters in life
I am reminded of the time I shot up
embalming fluid
to get a head start on death
I would look to the east
then south picking the verbal ticks
out of my soul’s pocket
I always was looking for a decent excuse to secede life
to release my relationship with grief
I thought that I was nourished enough
for the future, but I ran out of fertilizer
I wonder if I can ever stop building my life from
the pain of the past
Tj is a resident of Tucson where he is a political/AIDS activist.
Tj won the Hearst Poetry Prize in 2010.He has been recently published in
Spectrum: The Gift, La Bloga-Chicana, Poets Against SB 1070, Persona,
University of Arizona Magazine of Art and Literature- Spring 2009. Tj
has forth coming poems in “A Field and Literary Guide to the Sonoran
Desert” and “HIV Here and Now.” Tj spends his spare time volunteering
for the Tucson Festival of Books, Tucson Folk Festival, Tucson Jazz
Festival and the Tucson Poetry Festival.
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