Final Gratitude / G.E. Schwartz

We were grateful for gold particles, the waves, any

Zygote worth its weight in salt. We bent down to be

Capacitated, we bent down to take this crown. We

Were grateful for the parting membrane. We were

Grateful the crown was not a noose. We were grateful

That all those years ago we slipped down and out. We

Turned our brains into a fosse. We were grateful for

Forebearers, who carried the flow of blood, the thoughts,

For all our others, our ephemeral experiences, wounds

Dressed, our gold husks, our faults, bacteria, and our

Very last eased breath.

G. E. Schwartz, the author of Only Others Are (Legible Press), World (Furniture Press), Thinking In Tongues (Hank’s Loose Gravel Press), Murmurations (Foothills Press), and the forthcoming The Very Light We Reach For (Legible Press), live and writes from Upstate, New York, USA ( Wenrohronon lands).

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