Leaving Jerusalem

by Kaitlin Dyer

Why is it, where my house
                should be, there’s Jerusalem
         instead? Where I had IKEA
                                                      plates and purple wine glasses,
there is Jerusalem.

I have been wandering Jerusalem
        asking every pedestrian where
my parrots have flown to. They
                only say, perhaps
                        to the desert.
                        Perhaps, the morgue.

Kaitlin Dyer is a founding editor of Harlot: A Revealing Look at the Arts of Persuasion. Her work has appeared in PANK, Poetry International, Web del Sol, and The Bicycle Review. She lives and wanders in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

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