Poem Conveyed

Jillian Weise

I can’t say which ghost
not because I am being coy
and not because the ghost
is being coy. In the glut
of ghosts, it is hard to tell
who is speaking. I do recall
a conveyor (the ghosts
call conversations ‘conveyors’
as that is how they travel)
when someone
told me I ought to read
Alexander Pop…

The Cage of You
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