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Robert Beveridge: Something Better Than I Was

Image: Unsplash, downloaded ( 6.3.2022.


Bitter flecks of resin

dissolve as the apartment

freezes, freezes

in this red country

I wonder, powerless,

if all this destruction

could have been prevented

plants left in their pots

glass and metal untwisted

stereo blood unshed

but the symbols

of my desire are carved

too deep into my arms now

I must turn

pick up a plant perhaps

and leave

something better than I was

at entrance



passed on more than the physical,

and so Hamlet

appeared one night

as hail was stinging

the backs of rabbits

too stupid, perhaps,

to seek shelter below ground.

The years

have not been kind;

he, at this point, was little more

than a resemblance of Yorick's skull,

a figure languishing

in the corner, one eye

burned out, or stricken,

and not enough body

to wear his wasted finery.

What have you done,

he asked, what have you done,

then vanished, leaving nothing

but a pool of melted hail

and a breath of wind.

About the Author: Robert Beveridge (he/him) makes noise ( and writes poetry in Akron, OH. Recent/upcoming appearances in Words and Whispers, Turtle Island Quarterly, and Door Is a Jar, among others.



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The image of Quasimodo is by French artist Louis Steinheil, which appeared in  the 1844 edition of Victor Hugo's "Notre-Dame de Paris" published by Perrotin of Paris.


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