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Copyright 2018 Andrew Lafleche

Published by Pub House Books

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the equation




east coast girl

february seventh

uncle danny

jasper to prince rupert

moses and his fedora

three quarter time







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Acknowledgements originally published this chapbook.


how I think I should be

and who you wish I were


unplayed piano

guitars stacked in their cases

9:19 a.m.

cool august morning

chicken soup and sweater warm

no more words today

mala beads hang on the wall

even monks despair


mostly, I can’t believe

you made me cry.


fleas in a goddamn jar

jumping and hitting the lid

jumping and

hitting the lid

learning not to jump so high

but still jumping

just jumping to the lid

then jumping not to hit the lid

forgetting what it was like to jump high

forgetting they could

a baby elephant tied to a peg in the dirt

tied and unable to pull free

tied he tries

tries he fails

he tugs and pulls to no avail

the baby elephant learns he cannot pull free

so as he grows

he does not try

so he does not fail

this baby elephant all grown up

and strong enough to uproot trees

but tied to the peg

still won’t pull free


that sunrise in mexico, march

the weather report from home

said snow, our first trip

the beginning of our demise

that sleepless overnight flight

hands linked, you resting on my shoulder

masking ourselves in strained smiles

speaking in hushed polite tones

obliging each other’s civility

discussing the weather, it’s easier

we arrived to the sun rising

again, that illusion of possibility, hope

even, it used to be I was scared of the

dark, now I fear what the light will expose

the backyard, that iced river the second

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