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Drew University MFA Program in Poetry and Poetry in Translation:

Good Dead Person” was made into an animated short fil

Filled with forty-year-old literary journals

Holds its breath.

If I move, if the air stirs,

as the seaman in his watch cap

Stands alone on deck at night,

My birthday, the serendipity

Of attaining the age of my father

When he died suddenly.

Watching you through the peephole of my hal

When our children mention my name,

Insist that you don’t remember me.

Please don’t plant flowers on my grave.

I have no favorite flower.

I have allergies.

Please don’t inscribe my name on a tombstone,

Or place there a passage from my favorite book.

I have no favorite book.

The police car stops.