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Jeremiah Moriarty

Jeremiah Moriarty's poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Hobart, Wildness, First Class, SOFTBLOW and elsewhere. He was also a finalist for The Iowa Review Award in 2015. A graduate of Carleton College, he lives on a farm in Minnesota.

Because the Road

I can hear
the crash inside your head,
the bending metal of
your concerns
scoring the road,
but day-
light wounds
are just another skin-
letting from this
bruise, wreckage to be
sorted.

Days bleed, texts
gather—blue-lit snow
under streetlights, an ice-
flow into these coppery
veins. The jaws of
life are stuck in
traffic, maybe not
for long. Take
the chance: turn
your wrist. Come
out with us.
Dress in all black,
I don't care.