“An Elegy for a Friend” by Jeremy T. Karn

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Elegy for a Friend

Of course, you / held your phone out the window,
And snapped photos of the wind. [for memories’ sake]

You rolled up your skin / like a map / every time
You ran out of roads.

A month back, laughter fell off / your mouth
Watching trees / the rear mirrors follow / your car into the wind.

Maybe you were racing with the clouds…

Your heart is on fire / to see the other side
Of the country / where the blue sky ends in a small river.

Maybe this is how every road trip ends…

The blue pavement is so eager / to hold your blood in its mouth—
It has made a road map of your body on the tinted woven sand.

Jeremy T. Karn is a poet from somewhere in Liberia. He was born between 1995 and 1997 but not in 1996. He writes from his room he barely leaves. His poems have appeared and forthcoming in The Whale Road, African Writer Magazine, Praxis Magazine, Kalahari Review, Nanty Greens, The Rising Phoenix Review, and Eboquill.

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3 Replies to ““An Elegy for a Friend” by Jeremy T. Karn”

  1. I’m a poet and I happen to come across this. I love your work. It’s captivating; the first line tugged little woven strings in my chest.
    “Of course, you / held your phone out the window,
    And snapped photos of the wind. [for memories’ sake]”
    In short, your work perches with emotions or rather you know your way around it.

  2. Its like you know your way around and you write with emotion.
    I love the first stanza. It’s captivating and tugs woven strings in my head

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