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#CAPTURE
by Heather Sweeney

February 22, 2021 Contributed By: Heather Sweeney

Phone camera
Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

The museum’s light was overrated

I wanted to be a different person there

Let’s have Old Fashioneds in the hotel bar

& take selfies with our cocktails held high

Ok Marcie please don’t smell my drink

& wince I didn’t pray for you

That’s what I learned from this

That everything contains a distance

There is no way to explain it

There is a system in the glitch

There is a violeting sky to capture


HEATHER SWEENEY, she/her, lives in San Diego, where she writes and does visual art. Her chapbooks include Just Let Me Have This (Selcouth Station Press) and Same Bitch, Different Era: The Real Housewives Poems (above/ground press). She is also the author of the collections, Dear Marshall, Language is Our Only Wilderness (Spuyten Duyvil Press) and Call Me California (Finishing Line Press). Her chapbook The Book of Likes is forthcoming from The Hunger Press in 2021. You can find her at www.heathercsweeney.com.

Filed Under: Poetry Posted On: February 22, 2021

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