Poem

      by Jesse King

after swallowing the moving thunder
I write for the day

by the edge of night
as sharp as the cigarette burns





Jesse King has lived in Los Angeles, New York, and Paris. He received a bachelor’s degree in international studies and English from the City College of New York. He has been published in Go Places, Anastomoo, and Magma Poetry.




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