Roll it into a log
Get it wet
Place it at the base of a tree
It will grow mushrooms
I know this because it is a mushroom poem
And because my cat fights herself in the dark
Like my father did in prison
My father said that is all you can in prison

I can do anything now
Because this is my mushroom poem
This may not make sense to you
But the sky doesn’t make sense to me
And I don’t come down to where you work
Asking stupid questions about the sky

There’s no sky here anyway
Just mushrooms lakes and trees
Because this is my mushroom poem
You just live here

I was a lake once
Filled with carbon dioxide
This was my mushroom poem
It ends with a cloud

 

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Born in Upstate New York, poet and video artist ADAM TEDESCO is a founding editor of REALITY BEACH, an independent chapbook press, journal of new poetics, and roving reading series. His video poems and site-specific work have been shown at MoMA PS1, &Now: A Festival of Innovative Writing, No Nation Gallery, and the New Hampshire Poetry Festival, among other venues. He has written long-running columns for a number of publications on the topics of drugs and dream analysis. His poetry and essays, have appeared or are forthcoming in Fanzine, Fence, Gramma, jubilat, Conduit, Laurel Review, Powderkeg, Prelude, and elsewhere. He is the author of several chapbooks, most recently ABLAZA (Lithic Press, 2017), ISO 8601:2004 (Really Serious Literature, 2018), and Misrule (Ursus Americanus, 2019). His first full-length poetry collection, Mary Oliver, was published by Lithic Press in February of 2019.

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