Words by Ace Boggess

Your words are a drug
to quicken my focus
for a long journey,
rest me nestled in dark at night,
add vigor, which is a sort of hope.

I crave your words
as I would an addiction
I know well, shouldn’t
return to, will.

They maintain my heartrate
at its steady racing, treat
my cancerous lethargy.
Your words, praise them,
bring euphoria & stillness.

Could save my life with capsules
of your words. Your words
I swallow greedily
as if a squirrel
that found a stale bun.


Ace Boggess is author of five books of poetry—MisadventureI Have Lost the Art of Dreaming It SoUltra Deep Field, The Prisoners, and The Beautiful Girl Whose Wish Was Not Fulfilled—and the novels States of Mercy and A Song Without a Melody. His writing has appeared in Harvard Review, Notre Dame Review, Mid-American Review, Rattle, River Styx, and many other journals. He received a fellowship from the West Virginia Commission on the Arts and spent five years in a West Virginia prison. He lives in Charleston, West Virginia. His sixth collection, Escape Envy, is forthcoming from Brick Road Poetry Press in 2021.

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