The Tiger in Harlem Who Helped Me Heal
All the buildings I walked by each day and thought nothing about now seemed like they contained the answers to questions it hadn’t occurred to me to ask.
It’s not so far down. It would be so easy—not to jump exactly, but just to tumbleThe train would be so fast.
I still love him I’m sad I wish he hadn’t left
The X-Files Mask
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Kate Angus is the author of So Late to the Party (Negative Capability Press, 2016). Her poetry and nonfiction have appeared in The Atlantic online, Best New Poets 2010, Best New Poets 2014, Ninth Letter, The Washington Post, The Rumpus, and Verse Daily. She is the founding editor of Augury Books and the Chair of the Advisory Board for the Mayapple Center for Arts and Humanities. More information can be found at www.kateangus.org or follow her on Twitter at @collokate or Instagram @collokateangus
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