Guest Poet – Charlie Farmer

Am I Not Lucky?

Every Thursday,I visit the High to see the Veiled Rebecca.

Someone took a slab of marble and did that.

There are nights I don’t want to sleep in my bed,

And I pack a bag of books and take a cab.

And I begin.

I carry three books–Gatsby, Meditations in an Emergency, and Jesus’s Son.

Last week, a girl took me to her home and in bed as I unpacked,

She asked to read me to sleep.


Charlie Farmer