James Thomas Miller

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What do you buy for those cypress-still afternoons
when her neck chromes with sweat and she nurses
a plastic cup of scotch as "I'll Come Running"
melts across the honey-thick light of her porch
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For three years we perfected vanishing in
the doorways of friends, sexy as two blue lips.
Lovely Laura‚ voice waned bottleneck slide‚
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No easy choices or peripheral vision‚ really‚
conversations begin and end on a leer
cleft with trilled penny whistle‚ mule whips‚
a disembodied chorus chanting tee-yah
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The day is past, the sun is set,
And the white stars are in the sky;
While the long grass with dew is wet,
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James Thomas Miller is a PhD candidate at Georgia State University. His work has appeared in The Antioch Review, storySouth, and New Delta Review.)

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What do you buy for those cypress-still afternoons
when her neck chromes with sweat and she nurses
a plastic cup of scotch as "I'll Come Running"
melts across the honey-thick light of her porch
like a tongueful of wet vicodin? Gift certificates?
A silver chafing dish inscribed Don't Forget That
Squirrel-hearted Boy You Kissed in the Delta?
Where can I find 300-count sheets that smell
like Club Ebony closing— catfish grease, plywood,
spilt 7 & 7? Can they be woven from that gin lint
caught on the police station's razor-curl of concertina?
Who'll engrave her bare hips in pearl or tell me
not to slow down as I pass an amber-haired girl
jogging along Indian Bayou and check for a ruby-peck
of mole above her lips as she turns and says
Stunned lover, who's ever sure what I wanted?

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