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published November 2009

Jason Joyce just graduated from the University of Wyoming with a bachelors in Business Administration and a minor in Creative Writing. He is pursuing a career in event promotion and entertainment management. He plays bass for the Cheyenne, WY based band "Save My Hero". Jason is currently working on his first full-length collection of poems. You can find out more about his writing on his blog at jasonrjoyce.blogspot.com.

Heirlooms Without Heirs

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I.
A reel we watched at the pic­ture house,
Our bones heavy from the smoke
From the day we spent
Getting drunk off your par­ents’ money.

II.
Watching a friend’s band
Break-up on stage
Ears effer­ves­cent from the feed­back
We debated how to make a living.

III.
Searching antique stores and thrift shops
We found gold frames with paint fleck­ing off
Holding por­traits same as the ones hung
Upon your grandmother’s wall.

IV.
How the brown plants sat bar­gain­ing
Near the dav­en­port, with late-bloomed flow­ers
Their leaves ground into tan car­pet
By care­less feet.

V.
Dolled up, dressed accord­ing
To west coast weather sta­tions
In yel­lows and grays, we saw the city fade
But for­got to leave a light on.

VI.
Painting the front porch scene
We brushed away
Slivers of sero­tonin and gold
Left upon our lips.

VII.
Near the car, off the board­walk
We lis­tened to a man
Who told us he talks to God
And we wanted to believe,
Because it’s pos­si­ble
He might.

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