Brendan Constantine Poems

It's really cold in here now,
easily forty below something,
and half the class is asleep.
...

My father remembers nothing. Or rather
he remembers where it used to be - See
that building? When I was a kid there was
nothing there. And next door, where
the school is, nothing.
...

A flock of pink flamingos moved in
across the street, and set up plastic people
on the lawn.
...

I learned the word disaster meant against the stars,
learned it did not apply to this world; the sky intended
every cruelty.
...

America says it has misplaced your number.
I wasn't comfortable giving it out. I said
I'd let you know.
...

a dog is barking
a woman is sleeping
a man is old
...

My love,
you have the right to remain
.......silent. Anything you say
can and will be recorded
...

The children of Juarez have run out
of red crayons. There's so much blood
...