Fall 2012

Table of Contents - Vol. VIII, No. 3


Poetry    Fiction    Translations    Reviews   

Allen Itz


Inspired by Alice Folkart's "Pretending"

a poem reminds me
of the fragility of beauty,
how it comes upon us
then passes on, like life,
no one asks to be born
but when we are,
we hang on to life
like a vain woman chases

knowing the rules
of death
and aging, the end
always on the periphery
of our vision, but always denied
until it’s our own throat
circled by the gray,
stinking hand
of fate’s forever

we pretend
we do not notice
the shadows

the pretense that keeps life
worth living until
the very
when pretense
can no longer hold back
the black curtain’s

as dark night overtakes us

the darkest night ever


© Allen Itz


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