Stefan Lovasik

//Stefan Lovasik

Stefan Lovasik

Stefan Lovasik

Moving up river to Phnom Ke,
bones hang from trees;
bodies float in a ring
of yellow and green.
I hear children.
The disemboweled lie
in twisted angles
on the shoreline. 
Stench opens my throat;
I see children
playing with a red ball,
pushing the dead 
to make enough space.
I hear them sing.
They smile and wave
as if to welcome me,
as if this beautiful green death
is worth keeping.

How It Feels

when I go dark
                      a lovely snake enters me
a second and third eyelid covers my sight
                      so I see through all objects and people
until something dead begins to grow
                      and I want everything
to burn
                      to cover myself in fetid oils
because nothing good is here with me
                      nothing can survive
the decay in my spine
                      that flows like stagnant water
familiar and satisfying
                      as anything made of light
the tremor in my throat
                      ready to give way
I want to soak in this darkness
                      then cover us in my ashes

this is how it feels

Stefan Lovasik is a U.S. Army combat veteran. During the Vietnam war, he served with Special Operations Forces. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Folio, Gravel, Main Street Rag, Meat for Tea: The Valley Review, Offcourse, and Pedestal, among others. His first chapbook, Persona and Shadow (Flutter Press) was published in 2015 and a full-length collection, Absolution (Main Street Rag Publishing), will be released in March 2018.

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