By Soon Jones
If someone promised me
they’d bring you back for one hour
in exchange for a thousand souls,
I’d start making lists.
I almost chased you
into whatever comes next.
I almost wish they’d fucked up
my anesthesia during surgery.
Mom, I saw baby bluejays
on fresh spring grass,
and their mother divebombed me
with a warcry.
I ran,
laughing.
Soon Jones is a Korean lesbian poet from the rural countryside of the American South. Their work has been published in Juke Joint, Westerly, beestung, and Moon City Review, among others. They can be found at soonjones.com.
