Two Poems by Jon Sands

Poetry – Issue 8 | February 2010

The Monster I'm Hiding Under My Bed Says

New York City has gone the way of the blues.
She says I can go to Duane Reade anytime I want.
Says, feet were made facing forward for good reason.
You already know this world is real. You want to go
to the 1970s? … Kill yourself … See if that’ll do it.

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Jon Sands never runs into the animals he’s scared of, but the list includes grizzly bears, hornets, scorpions, and bull sharks. He landed in New York City a few years ago; the animals there aren’t nearly as frightening as they seem. He is director of poetry and arts education programming at the Positive Health Project, a needle exchange center in Midtown Manhattan.

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