Christopher Janke
Death Psalm

My mind is not quiet.

I do not think of you dead.

Many who read

this do not know 

you.  They know

someone else,

don’t want either

to think of someone 

else dead.

Of all the rain storms,

we are alive for this one.

As if you are a paint truck

spilled in summer.

Or a painting

where once there was

a window.

Found In Volume 34, No. 02
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About the Author

Christopher Janke’s poems have appeared in Harper’s and Ploughshares.  He received his MFA from the University of Massachusetts and owns Suzee’s Third St. Laundry in Turners Falls, Massachusetts.  He is Senior Editor of Slope Editions.