Forgive Me, Ace Boggess

for sharing my will for a deadened heart,
lust-numb understanding,
when you wished incineration from within;

for being a body that lay next to your body,
not of your body any more
than the Persian is of the lioness;

for having right words to eradicate
stinging weeds you carried with you,
never vines you dangled after;

for neither acknowledging nor countering your offer,
silence not a contract, &
for years of separation since.

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Ace Boggess is author of five books of poetry, most recently Misadventure (Cyberwit, 2020) and I Have Lost the Art of Dreaming It So (Unsolicited Press, 2018), as well as two novels, including States of Mercy (Alien Buddha Press, 2019). His writing appears in Notre Dame Review, The Laurel Review, River Styx, Rhino, North Dakota Quarterly, and other journals. He received a fellowship from the West Virginia Commission on the Arts and spent five years in a West Virginia prison. He lives in Charleston, West Virginia.

Ace Boggess recommends “The Old Tower of the Cemetery in Nuenen/ The Old Tower in the Fields” by Vincent Van Gogh.

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