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Curtis Bauer

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Curtis Bauer

Curtis Bauer is the author of two poetry collections: The Real Cause for Your Absence (C&R Press, 2013) and Fence Line (BkMk Press, 2004), winner of the 2003 John Ciardi Poetry Prize. A translator of Spanish poetry and prose, Bauer has published full-length collections of translated poetry by Jeannette L. Clariond, Juan Antonio González Iglesias, and Luis Muñoz. Bauer is the publisher and editor of Q Avenue Press Chapbooks, as well as the translations editor for both From the Fishhouse and Waxwing Journal. He teaches creative writing and literature at Texas Tech University in Lubbock, Texas.

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                                  —for Patrick Rosal

Before, ache never seemed long like a tunnel
under the city flaring off another tunnel
the subway rumbled against, or the dark

jutting out of daylight’s reach up on 187th
when I know some part is inhabited and

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I’m a liar. It’s not a job
that pays well but I am
my own boss. My wife
brushes teeth. Hers. She
flosses, too. I’ve asked her
to do mine. Get a job,
she tells me. I have one.
I’m a liar, I tell her. We
look at each other, as if
we were

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Today I still don’t know
how to fly a kite, or let it
be flown, picked up
and assaulted by the gust
constant as sun rise
in this south that isn’t
south for those who live
here. I haven’t been swept
away either, by any face
or woman’s bare shoulder,
not even spring