Three Poems

by Ryan Walsh

Self-Portrait with Exile, Bears, and the Original Carter Family

Will you miss me when I’m gone?

All the bears in the zoo look pathetic.

Their eyes glazed, bodies lethargic.

You can shake the fence and snarl; they’ll hardly flex their nostrils.

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