Audio Recordings of Doomed Airliners

Jaime Garcia

What I’m afraid of, because the conquered broadcast their panic and their endless wild as a quarantine of forests. The theory is that sometimes it rains when she died and sometimes it doesn’t, that we invented ourselves from sheer want or stumbled into someone else’s miracle, and every person thrown around your body is a dream and every dream is a bridge and every bridge is a god and every god an invention and a beached planet co-existing and co-exiting.


Jaime Garcia is from Rubidoux, California. His poems have appeared in the 3288 Review, Minetta Review, Four Chambers, Ruminate and Profane Journal.

Comments

  1. Ann schneider says:

    Deeply moving in so many ways. I think it speaks to all life forces, to all of the ways we dream.

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