Torch Song

Anoint your dead

Put them in a little boat called
She Who Must Be Obeyed — 
our little joke.

Invite the Molotovs for cocktails on deck.
Tell them to wear all their gold.


This poem originally appeared in The Poetry Review. You can read the other poems in this exchange in the May 2017 issue.

Source: Poetry (May 2017)
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