Poem for our tin anniversary by griffin epstein We slept in the prickly grass by the chain link fence in Silver Spring ignoring all sound the shouting frogs preteens on the basketball court our own aching muscles side by side under a tree I’ll make a map of every mangled bird I’ve ever seen in Gloucester in summer by the fish factory on the road near my mother’s or just yesterday in the parking lot when you grabbed my arm to keep me from running into the street In Pittsburgh the sky put on a show for us tossing stars around as flitting bugs blinking on and off after heavy rain and we thought maybe the world could be a big green field after all This is our abundance: all the versions of our lives unfurling in apartments we didn’t rent still check the mailbox on Greenwood the porch on Jones everywhere we’ve ever been holds the trace of us our tangled hands jammed in each others’ pockets our sneakers in a pile in the dry dirt
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griffin epstein is a non-binary white settler from NYC (Lenape land) working in education and community-engaged research in Toronto (Dish with One Spoon/Treaty 13). They have been featured in Glad Day’s Emerging Writers Series, and their poetry has appeared in CV2, Grain, The Maynard and Plenitude, among others. griffin is the author of the chapbook so we may be fed (Frog Hollow Press, 2021), and member of the experimental videogame collective shrunken studios. They develop multimedia work with poet Shannon Quinn and multi-disciplinary artist bryan depuy.