Someone insists there’s a setting
for making the pages sound
as if my fingers were turning them.


A grandfather clock strikes low
under my tongue, dissolves
crushed syllables poured
into capsules.


Once, I dreamed I was
a connoisseur of misfortune,
an avid collector of lies.

Larry Narron

Larry Narron's poems appear or are forthcoming in HOBART, The Brooklyn Review, Whiskey Island, Berkeley Poetry Review, Phoebe, The MacGuffin, The Boiler, and other journals. They've been nominated for Best of the Net and Best New Poets. Originally from Southern California, Larry currently lives in Northern Michigan, where he serves as a literacy coach for elementary school students in the Village of Pellston via AmeriCorps. He is the nonfiction editor of Dunes Review.