The bad little brother of the Aurorean

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[one_half last=”no” class=”” id=””]Jamie Kahn[/one_half]

[one_half last=”yes” class=”” id=””]FALL 2016[/one_half]

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8:36

Your hair was long when we met
it was tied back but strands fell out like twisted beams of sun
the way your beard wrapped around your smile was warm
it told me that you were grounded
but we stayed together for so long and you began longing for a different self
and when you shaved your beard and cropped your hair
I could finally see the shape of your face
the way I could no longer fit with your sharp edges
as there was nothing to swathe them any longer

 

And He Never Came Back

We had Justin back from the army? I guess we did. Everybody said to expect him to be different but none of us took those words to heart. Everybody said that war changes a man but none of us thought war could change a wild horse with that much freedom in his chest. None of us thought that war could change a boy who lived to jump into rivers and jump over crowds and step on anything that hurt him. He came back as a pan still hot from flame when he used to be the fucking stove. I loved him. I still love him. I just want to know where he went.


Bio

[highlight color=”” rounded=”no” class=”” id=””]Jamie Kahn[/highlight]is a writer and vocalist for the feminist hardcore band, Fatale. She’s had poems published in the anthologies Beyond the Sea, Eber and Wein’s Best Poets of 2015, Inflection, and Creative Communication’s Fall 2015 Book of Poetry. Her poetry has been featured on PDXX Collective, Maudlin House, and in The Claremont Review.