Bravery Test
My head is a bursting
hydrangea
bloom,
a
buoyant floral beach ball
browned
with death and autumn.
Every
moment of this life
is
a bravery test,
my
brain begging for deflation
while
I keep breathing in bright air.
I
Will Never be Satisfied Dreaming of Myself as a Bird
But these days train rides have felt
like flying.
White doves of fleeting graffiti
sweep by,
newspaper-flung over grass and brick
like propaganda dropped from blimp.
The word Love hangs
over the corpse of an oak like a
limp, blue shoelace.
There are some things that hold
their beauty in impermanence.
There are some words that are that
important.
A friend tells me there’s some good
in propaganda.
I say all art is propaganda if you
take art seriously enough.
This week I’ve been named both
wanted and page-filler,
and I want to be honored by both,
but I think honor is an extension of
happiness,
or at least acceptance, and I think
I’m still fighting it all,
sore bones, twenty-three years and
old as the world.
A mother tells me that, in moments
her children brave too close toward
the edge
of a cliff, she herself feels the
vertigo.
Today, almost ten years later but
still thinking of my mother’s
carpal tunnel surgery, I have
shooting pains
in my hands. There is still growth
here;
I can not yet sit backwards in a
moving train.
I cannot read or write without
feeling dizzy.
But, each night, I check the train
times,
and each day I try again to cut the
grounding ties.
Kara
Goughnour is a queer writer and documentarian living in Pittsburgh,
Pennsylvania. They received their Bachelor’s Degree in Creative and
Professional Writing from The University of Pittsburgh. They are the author of
"Mixed Tapes," forthcoming in the Ghost City Press Summer 2019
Micro-Chap Series. They are the recipient of the 2018 Gerald Stern Poetry
Award, and have work published or forthcoming in The Bitchin' Kitsch, Third
Point Press, and over thirty-five others. Follow them on Twitter
@kara_goughnour or read their collected and exclusive works at karagoughnour.com.
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