There Are No Simple Truths
- There Are No Simple Truths
It’s all half-smiles and psychocats in the basement of our futuretense selveson a death bed, saying
I’m so fucking scared, and no one aroundunderstands unless they’ve seen ithanging from the rearview mirror in the carthey lost their virginity in. Remember
the first time the wasp nesttook flight and chased you aroundthe yard. Remember itlike you remember the first time
you swung on a swing set, those chainsand you swung sohigh you could feel the sunasking your rib cage for entrance. [End Page 6]
Lawrence Eby lives, writes, and edits in Southern California and is the author of Flight of August (2014), which won the 2013 Louise Bogan Award. His work has appeared in Passages North, Black Tongue Review, Arroyo Literary Review, and Superstition Review, among others. He is the founder of Orange Monkey Publishing, a poetry press, and a founding member of PoetrIE, a literary nonprofit in the Inland Empire of Southern California.
