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Square Dance                                                                                                              

Please don’t believe foxscent
Emzara’s collection of glass-bottle clowns
or that greasy lung fire Old Noah stokes. 
“Skeleton Stockholm”’s the sad song you'll cello
as I drink the resin, one braid hanging dark.

The other braid twists like the mouth of a fish.
I live for your terse eyes to baby my welts
your powdered lips pursing
our cowpoke love. Rats crowd the chifferobe
where you teach me how to make fists.

Jessie Janeshek's first book of poems is Invisible Mink (Iris Press, 2010). An Assistant Professor of English and Director of Writing at Bethany College, she holds a Ph.D. from the University of Tennessee-Knoxville and an M.F.A. from Emerson College. She co-edited the literary anthology Outscape: Writings on Fences and Frontiers (KWG Press, 2008).