February 2018
Marc Darnell
marcdarnell@twc.com
marcdarnell@twc.com
I am a custodian and tutor in Fremont, Nebraska. I have been a hotel supervisor, phlebotomist, editorial assistant, farmhand, busboy, pizza-maker, and volunteer comedian to everyone in my life. I've published poems in The Lyric, Skidrow Penthouse, and Shot Glass Journal. I don't have a book out and don't know how to go about doing that.
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Are you in love if you can't see the one
returning it, and you assume they are?
Love's of mind, I think, and needs no eye
nor local ear— they just magnify
the pieces that you sense about a soul
you learn from conversation in the wires
of sciences we trust that let us run
these paragraphs deflected in the sky.
I know I love, and trust I recognize
a face that I can't see who wants to pull
me nearer out of pain, transmitting thoughts
chosen well to capture or console
my being— blind in body, always wrought
with second thoughts if love is real or not.
© 2018 Marc Darnell
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