red booth
review
issue s16teen
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An Afternoon at Rumi’s
I went over to Rumi’s house
because I had the new
Clash record. He told me
he had no turntable
but would I sing for him?
I lay down with my head
upon a stone. Rumi
was lost in the backbeat of
the raindrops anyway.
The afternoon passed this way,
far away from the usual
strictures, and I slept as if
I could only dream of sleeping.
- Corey Mesler
| Corey has published
his work widely, including appearances in Potomac Review, Arkansas Review,
Texas Review, and Mid-American Review. He lives in Memphis. |
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