[Realpoetik] JARED STANLEY

[RealPoetik Magazine]

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HAND HELD




Hold your wits

up to any light - you might see him.



Hold your hand

over page or screen



over sheet or flag.

Use a cinematic gesture.



Obscure the gazelle-like information

the dream data confers.



You might seem forgotten.

You might mistake him for seen.



He’s having all his body parts

returned to him via



the imitation of something that doesn’t exist

so he can reject all the other



plain decorous effusions

these lice, this night, these stars.



Together, we could send letters

up to the moon’s touch - a “p.”



No, it lacks a certain severity

salt in the groundwater



reflected off the oceans

off the diffuse brown moon.




I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE THE PHYSICALITY OF MY LIGHT AT LEAST REMIND YOU





Wind sets you free

books set you free

fun, it seems still.



Oh fire, no, not yet, don't—

brush me with your tunic.



In my fingerless gloves

blood squirts on my halo.



Put your zealous face on.

I'll have clouds

shrouding my torso, thanks.



There will now be some supernatural paper

There will now be a miniature america.



a split fig look

seeds' nanosyllabic writing



seeds' ubiquitous Victoriana.
What to do about liberation?*
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*Jared Stanley* was born in Arizona and raised in California, where he lives
to this day. He's the author of *Book Made of Forest* and the chapbooks *The
Outer Bay*, *I Something Scott Inguito You* and *In Fortune* (w/Lauren Levin
and Catherine Theis). He co-edits *Mrs. Maybe* w/Lauren and Catherine Meng.

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