• Chell Navarro

To The Last Man

Updated: Apr 3, 2019

An Erasure Poem from a thrift store find.

It was inevitable.

Driven by desire,

it cannot be done

that truth be

told. That blood

be left out of my long labors.

This greedy age

is no place

for romance or likewise war.

Romance is only another name

for history bludgeoned against

heavy-lidded feuds and hearts.

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