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If You Aren’t Busy I Think I’m on Fire
by Wendy Xu
Cody might be right about the end of the world. If we performed
an elaborate ritual to prevent it, who could say
we didn’t succeed? The deer live on to cause another traffic jam,
white tails flaring in the sun. There is no way to disprove
you are infinite. I walk into a yellow house and a calendar
says 1973; the ceilings are dragging wires from room
to empty room. If we ordered the total destruction of other people,
would we still need other people? Sunlight coming down
like a yellow tambourine of leaves.