Terrible Music

Chessy Normile

I misunderstood what kind of boat party we'd been invited to.You were screaming in your sleep beside me,thrashing like a dead sharkheld in the arms of a living man.You were both the shark and the man, which impressed me.My dreams don't scare me like that anymore.Sweating, you wokeand walked swiftly off the deck.Time passed until, over salmon,I got to congratulate uson our perceived humanity.Agreeing heartily, you pouredchampagne into a flute and I was like,He just ruined that flute.You proceeded to play the most terrible music.Love hath made me stupid.I should've thought,This guy is a terrible musician, shut it down,but instead I becamea shallow bowl of strawberry milkriding a fictional boat through a very real storm.Anyway, after the terrible concert and the great sex it was morningand in the kitchen you noticed a paper bag folded in on itself,a spoon cracked with white yogurt lying on top.Because of my knack for espionagewhat you didn't notice was me,seated in the corner like a chair.I watched you find the spoon,break it apart from the table,and lift it up to the light.You stood still, gentle as a rocksinking to the bottom of a lake, and I thought,When we die, may that someone lift us purposefully as that.May they consider us a little then decidewe are suited to our death before they let us go.

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Chessy Normile received her MFA from the Michener Center for Writers at UT Austin where she was awarded the Academy of American Poets University Prize in 2018. Her poems appear in NarrativejubilatThe Journalpoets.org, and elsewhere. She lives in New York. 

Number 35

Amherst, Massachusetts

University of Massachusetts, Amherst

Executive Editor
Dara Wier

Editors
Caryl Pagel, Emily Pettit

Managing Editor
Halie Theoharides

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