How to Construct a Soul by George Franklin

How to Construct a Soul

First, you buy the kit from Target or Amazon.
I heard that Costco has them as well, and they
May be a little cheaper. There are people who
Say they all start out the same. I don’t know.
Mine looked like a hummingbird, and a friend
Told me his had blue feathers and a black beak.
There are even online discussion groups about
Ones with fur. Some of them are hard and
Shiny like volcanic rock—they may not

Have been shiny at the beginning though.
Most of it is what you do with them, the time
And care you put in, carving, combing,
Polishing. It’s not something everybody’s
Comfortable with, but it’s important to read
The instructions. Otherwise, you could make
A real mess of it. Let’s say you have one of
Them that’s part of a set. It’s not easy to figure
Out where the other could be. There are stories

About builders who travel as far as South Asia
Or Africa, just hoping to find it waiting for them,
Maybe in the gift shop of a museum, or in
A marketplace, hiding behind a stack of handknit
Rugs or a display of Turkish chess pieces. I try
Not to think how disappointed they must be
If it doesn’t happen. Whatever you start out with,
You’ve got to manage your expectations.
Start slow. Begin by holding your new soul in

Cupped hands. Don’t be surprised if you shake
A little. Let it get used to you, the warmth of
Your palms and fingers. When it trusts you, it
May let you start to groom it, smooth the sharp
Edges, give it small treats—understand, some
Will refuse food entirely. Those require extra
Patience. Others will make soft whining sounds.
Speak in a low voice and comfort them
Until they fall asleep. Sometimes, music helps,

Or you can show them paintings of landscapes—
Trees and green hillsides, cattle, sheep, maybe
A stream, silver brushstrokes on top of blue.
Building a soul isn’t a project to fill a dull
Afternoon. Realize, you’re going to be at this
For however long it takes, and you can’t
Hurry it up or force a soul to be anything
Other than what it is. Don’t expect it to look
Like the picture on the box.

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George Franklin is the author of eight poetry collections, including A Man Made of Stories, and a book of essays, Poetry & Pigeons: Short Essays on Writing (both Sheila-Na-Gig Editions, 2025). Individual poems have been published in Nimrod, Rattle, Tar River Poetry, One Art, and New Ohio Review, among others. He practices law in Miami, is a translation editor for Cagibi, teaches poetry classes in Florida prisons, and co-translated, along with the author, Ximena Gómez’s Último día/Last Day.

Abecedarian for the Friend with Chronic Soul Injury by Agnieszka Tworek

Abecedarian for the Friend with Chronic Soul Injury

Although albatrosses’ wings are covered with soot and oil,
Bears wheeze dreaming of bulletproof bones,
Castaways crave the freedom of clouds,
Dreams you raised have been plucked,
Extricate yourself from fear’s arms.
Forgive yourself for wrong turns and falls.
Grow gardenias, zinnias, and geraniums.
Hide the hints of light in an unbreakable vault.
Ice the bruised areas on the feverish earth.
Jot down the lark’s morning song on your palm.
Kick back a ball to a lonely kid in the park.
Listen to waves while lighthouses beckon toward the lost boats.
Make marionettes out of magnolia leaves and linen threads.
Name all the trees on your daily walks.
Orient yourself toward the sun even when it’s camouflaged by gray.
Praise the tenacity of perennial plants.
Quiet the quivering poplar’s twigs with your touch.
Remember your way home even when your home is no longer there.
Serenade your worries to sleep.
Try to learn a poem by heart each month.
Unlock the cage with your past and release it into the wild.
Visit headstones forgotten in the tall grass.
Wave to a woman sitting in front of her house.
X-ray humanity and strive to heal its heart.
Yield the way to bees because they came here first.
Zoom in on hope despite, despite, despite…

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Agnieszka Tworek was born in Lublin, Poland. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in The Southern Review, Poetry Northwest, Rattle (Poets Respond), The Shore, Third Wednesday, Mobius, Lake Effect, The Indianapolis Review, and in other journals.