Sign Language

Read my lips, your name smeared all over them 

like someone choking, my last words before sleep


replaces dying for another night. I can 

all but imagine you here. The years, star-


crossed, ambiguous, solemn and desolate.  

A memory clenched between my teeth,


a hand coveting speech from overwhelmed fingers,

imagining what might be seen in the dark,


an approximate, wept dry, and imperfect presence.

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Five states, a B.A. in English and MFA in Writing later, Mark Fleckenstein settled in Massachusetts. Twice nominated for a Pushcart Prize, he's published four books of poetry: Making Up The World (Editions Dedicaces, 2018), God Box (Clare Songbird Publishing, 2019), A Name for Everything (Cervena Barva Press, 2020), and Lowercase God (Unsolicited Press, 2022), and five chapbooks: The Memory of Stars, (Sticks Press, 1995), I Was I, Drowning Knee Deep, (Sticks Press, 2007), Memoir as Conversation (Unsolicited Press, 2019), A Library of Things (Origami Poetry Project, 2020), and Small Poems (Origami Poetry Project, 2021).
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