In the old days
there were so many ways
a child could die
so many ways to look
a farmer in the face
and see dust
cracking his face skin
in the end Marmee
comes but Beth
still dies
the simplest girl
always sits lame
in a bed
waiting to be
remembered fondly
while the other
children wander
leather-booted
in an orchard
trying a fallen apple
here or there
or feeding apples
to horses
saying its not
the sweetest
of apples
leaving the barn
doors open while
the cider ferments
a cider that tastes
like horse dander
with acetone body
a blood sausage finish
a cider we taste
together
and when I say
it tastes like horses
you reach for it
say I love horses
Caroline Cabrera is the author of Flood Bloom (H_NGM_N BKS, 2013) and the chapbook, Dear Sensitive Beard (dancing girl press, 2012). Her second full-length collection is forthcoming from H_NGM_N BKS in the winter.
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