{"id":5063,"date":"2018-12-22T23:32:35","date_gmt":"2018-12-23T05:32:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=5063"},"modified":"2018-12-22T21:02:01","modified_gmt":"2018-12-23T03:02:01","slug":"lgregoryseries","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=5063","title":{"rendered":"Laura Gregory: Series"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Laura Gregory <span style=\"color: #999999;\">(series)<\/span><\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">When They Ask Why You Didn\u2019t Stop Him<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>You\u2019ll want to explain how the alarm sounds<br \/>\nlike a dishwasher looping<br \/>\nin the next room, hushing<br \/>\n&#8220;not you, not you&#8221; and who<br \/>\nwould run from that,<\/p>\n<p>but why is a blade,<br \/>\na slap, a whip<br \/>\nthat cracks in your ears<br \/>\nand echoes until white noise wails<br \/>\nlike sirens.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Imperative<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>You understood<br \/>\nwhen his smile said don\u2019t<br \/>\npoke holes in the boat<br \/>\nand blame the river.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Decisions, Decisions<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Thrashing or still<br \/>\nweeping or carrying on<br \/>\nunarmed or disarmed,<br \/>\nsilenced or willfully mute,<br \/>\ndeft or dull, a razor<br \/>\ncuts either way.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">On Good Days<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>For long stretches you&#8217;ll forget<br \/>\nwhen breath finds an easy loop<br \/>\nfrom lips to lungs,<br \/>\nwhen legs glide,<br \/>\nwhen both knees hinge<br \/>\nlike greased cranks on a carousel<br \/>\nand feet float like pretty horses<br \/>\nthat never touch the track.<\/p>\n<p>___________________________________<\/p>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Pull<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Years later when you pass steep stairwells,<br \/>\nempty elevator shafts gaping black<br \/>\nand bottomless, wood chippers gnashing,<br \/>\ntrain tracks vibrating invisible math\u2014<br \/>\ndistance over time equals<\/p>\n<p>what if<\/p>\n<p>there&#8217;s a jolt and your feet<br \/>\nslip, leap, attach however briefly<br \/>\nto nothingness, to one<br \/>\nunsheathed flash of it before<\/p>\n<p>you catch yourself,<br \/>\nstraighten your coat, laugh<br \/>\nfor the stranger who sits<br \/>\nin your blind spot,<br \/>\nfinger on the trigger.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Laura Gregory<\/strong><\/span> <em>likes to aim high.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Laura Gregory (series) When They Ask Why You Didn\u2019t Stop Him You\u2019ll want to explain how the alarm sounds like a dishwasher looping in the next room, hushing &#8220;not you, not you&#8221; 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