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Then Sex

Girls or boys, I was always told I had
to choose. Is it a wonder I have trouble
with violence, with the gray of urn-ashes

studded with bone, or that I was taught to slip
between these like a predator in the night, that
I learned to keep secrets and became the secret

keeper, that I was told it was a superpower,
my daughter a princess with a superhero
mask. Yet I hear the owl’s warning like I heard

howler monkeys for the first time and think,
how gentle any apocalypse. Do you prefer
the rose to the daisy, hammer to staple gun?

What about dogs to people, or do you like cats?
In the future, I will have to tell you about
Spring and Fall because they will be gone

like the glaciers. All the in-betweens erased,
just as we thought we were getting somewhere.


Andrea England is the author of Other Geographies (2017), Inventory of a Field (2014), and the co-editor of the recently released anthology, Scientists and Poets #Resist (2019). She has been published in The Potomac Review, The Boiler, Sonora Review, Passages North, and others. Having lived in Illinois, Arizona, Massachusetts, Oregon, and The Netherlands, she now resides, writes, mothers three teenage daughters, and teaches between Kalamazoo and Manistee, Michigan. To learn more, andreajengland.com.

Confluence, or every time I google a beautiful word to check for meaning, it comes up as the name of a tech company

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