Darren C. Demaree


How much salvation
could they dislodge
with their bomb placed

between The Thinker's
legs? This was dark
times they wanted filled

with light? He lost legs
& would have seen his
penis dart down the stairs

& across the street,
if his penis had been
Rodin's focus. It wasn't.

The Thinker's body
is slumped in thought
& if they had one real radical

in their group they would
have taken that sad man's
head off, I mean, right?

Darren's poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including Stirring, Meridian, The Louisville Review, Grist, and the Colorado Review. He is the author of "As We Refer To Our Bodies" (2013, 8th House), "Temporary Champions" (2014, Main Street Rag), and "Not For Art Nor Prayer" (2015, 8th House).  He is the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology. He is currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.

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