BOOTH - A Literary Journal
Thank you for submitting "Subbasement," "Documentary," "Out, Out," and "Old Windows vs. New" to Booth. Unfortunately, they do not fit our current needs.
All the best,
And so I give you, The Rejected Poems.
With four days of digging
you are found – fried pad of flesh
formerly responsible for:
last bit of batter in the bowl
Who is surprised
to see you like this, hands
having held much now unwound?
the side of no
face will know
You were laughing:
last explosive pause
full of floating nails and bad math
Documentary (A Triolet)
This time, I am with you as your ship sinks
on-screen. The planks shudder first, then shatter.
Inside the safe circle of your arm, I think,
“But this time I am with you!” As your ship sinks,
that too-fast crash re-hashed, you never blink –
So clear from here, the warning signs (but they don’t matter
this time.) I am with you when your ship sinks.
Onscreen, the planks shudder first. Then they shatter.
I took it out back and beat it clean,
watched each word explode and dangle -
lack-luster dust in a sunny stream.
Entire phrases rotated in the gleam before the breeze
sent them screaming down the alley.
The blank page blinked and preened, grateful
to have been set free. All opportunity again, it seemed.
Breathless from the beating, I didn’t see
that bits of this still clung to me.
At last, the sleep of ignorant relief.
Nouns seethed and sneaked from beneath my fingernails.
So quickly, they found that pristine page,
formed a chain and let it choke.
Old Windows vs. New
smashed my hand so bad I couldn’t
get it out alone -
so scared you weren’t home,
your name as moans and pistol.
watched the lines of my fingers refract
in all the wrong places on the other side
of the glass
and blast of pain I could hear in my canines
when you broke the window frame.
the nails that fall off on their own,
the nails I tug off with my teeth.
the thrumming pulp of my fingers under the napkin
under the kitchen table.
your swollen chest when you promise you won’t
always be around for things like this.