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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