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Superposition

    annalise mabe 

 

 

 

 

Leaves rattle down the street

 

                        a baby shaker, an old newspaper

 

sludging up the sidewalk.

 

 

I am cold, the Queen

 

of Swords,       or something

 

                        cutting—

 

no, just walking.

 

            Just kidding:

 

 

I am the King

 

of Suwanee Street.      I wish

 

 

I was more like you,

 

like nothing. I wish

 

                        I was

 

 

                       

 

The leaves, back,        driving,

 

                        slicking the suburbs mad.

Annalise Mabe is completing an MFA at the University of South Florida, where she writes nonfiction, poetry, and comics. Her work has been featured/is forthcoming in Brevity, The Offing, The Rumpus, Booth, Word Riot, Hobart, and was nominated by The Boiler for a 2016 Pushcart Prize. She reads creative nonfiction for Sweet: A Literary Confection and lives in Tampa, Florida, where she teaches composition and creative writing at USF. 

 

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