Lucas Bailor
Hallway
& we roll, back & forth, the ball,
from bedroom to bedroom, brother to
brother. The words have been lost to
experience's decay, but still, the ball
we roll, back & forth. This, the
hallway of broken glass, of an
uncertain cry & who was at
fault? Did I nudge the painting, was
it crooked? I think & roll, back &
forth. There are dreams of coming
back down, thirst quenched, only to
find an alligator looking from the
corner, ready to bite. The dreams
aren't solid enough to roll, back &
forth, from the past to now, only
occasional in their resurgence.
Eventually split rooms, after the
days of abandoned games & "fuck'
heard in the kitchen, falling asleep
before the new year. & these stories
always returning to ash, to decay, &
we roll them, clay-like, in our hands,
back & forth, back & forth.
from lean
I lean into —
so visitors may come— // and lean—and
view it sidewise— the following
conscious adjustment, noticing others'
eyes & the hope of not being that
viewed, the hope that this outfit is
flattering or flattering enough. there's a
moment when i'm a little drunk & too
warm but i keep my sweater on, just in
case. & this sweater, as a choice, too—
i am alive— i guess—
Note: The italicized excerpts are from Emily Dickinson's poem, "[I am alive—I guess—],"
and are slightly modified to fit the formatting of this poem.
from lean
I lean into —
car windows, the tempered glass offering temporary
self-salvation, though
sometimes warped & there's moments &
moments & a lean away from the barber's
mirror, can't make this eye contact can't
tell the back's difference. & a window a
mirror, a mirror a mirror, each reflection
its own wound, gnash of thinning, ground
& cut & what of this body grows,
what of this body moves on, forward.
About Lucas Bailor
Lucas Bailor is from Moreno Valley, California and is an MFA candidate at UC San Diego. His long poem, Love’s Refrain, appeared in Ghost City Press’ 2018 micro-chapbook summer series, and his poems have appeared in HVTN, SHARKPACK Poetry Review, and elsewhere. He is currently a poetry reader for Gigantic Sequins and Bodega Magazine, and occasionally tweets @lucasbailor.