Alexis Rhone Fancher: Two Poems
Alexis Rhone Fancher will hold the launch of her new chapbook, State of Grace: The Joshua Elegies (KYSO FLASH Press, 2015), on Saturday, December 12th, 4pm @ Beyond Baroque, 681 N. Venice Blvd., Venice CA. A joint reading with poets Chanel Brenner and Madeline Sharples. Reading, question and answer period. Book signing and reception to follow.
When my son’s ticket was about
to go to warrant, I went to the
courthouse and explained to the judge
that he was in the hospital, dying.
Someone grabbed my hand.
Josh lusted over a muscle car, a
Dodge Charger with a Hemi-powered,
5.7L V8 under the hood.
He wanted me to buy it. I wanted to
lease it. He said that meant I
knew he was going to die.
The judge looked over the warrant.
“He’s in the hospital, you say?”
“Yes, your honor. Terminal cancer.”
“Good,” she said. She handed the
paperwork back to the bailiff.
“Then he won’t be driving
without a license,
out there endangering others.”
(First Published in Broadzine, 2015)
Mahogany Funeral Urn
My son was only twenty-six, and I couldn’t bear the
thought of him six feet under ground, his death
a crappy movie I was forced to sit through,
flash forward through the rough spots, slo-mo
the sweet. Wishing I could rewind. Recast the lead.
Make him stick around. As if he had a choice.
I imagine him in his wooden forever, his ashes
gathered in a thoughtful fleece bag from the mortuary.
I remember the shock on her face when I told the
funeral arranger I wanted to take him To Go, that
I would place him on a shelf, beside his Jordan’s,
his posters, his basketball, his impeccable wardrobe,
his hip-hop CD’s, the snapshot of his beautiful
girlfriend, and yes, his despair, when he knew
this game, he would lose.
Out there, these traces of him. A voicemail. A text.
The night, a shining star. Each day, no mercy,
fresh grief. No place big enough to hold it.
Mark, my friend, is cutting a funeral urn out of
mahogany. He called and asked how big it should be.
“Big enough to hold it all.”
(First published in The MacGuffin, 2013)
(Author photo is a self-portrait.)
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Poet/photographer Alexis Rhone Fancher is published in Best American Poetry, Rattle, Hobart, Verse Daily, The New York Times, Petrichor, The MacGuffin, Plume, Tinderbox, Diode, Nashville Review, Wide Awake, Poets of Los Angeles, Pirene’s Fountain, Cleaver, Glass, Rust + Moth, Duende, The American Journal of Poetry, and elsewhere. Her books include: How I Lost My Virginity to Michael Cohen & other heart stab poems (Sybaritic Press, 2014), State of Grace: The Joshua Elegies, (2015), Enter Here, (2017), and The Dead Kid Poems, (2019), and Junkie Wife (Moon Tide Press, 2018), an autobiographical chapbook chronicling Alexis’s first, disastrous marriage. She’s been published in over 60 anthologies, including the best-selling Nasty Women Poets (Lost Horse Press, 2017), Terrapin Books’ A Constellation of Kisses, (2019),and Antologia di poesia femminile americana contemporanea, (Edizioni Ensemble, Italia, 2018). Her photographs have been published worldwide, including the covers of Witness, Nerve Cowboy, Chiron Review, Heyday, and Pithead Chapel, and a spread in River Styx. A multiple Pushcart Prize, Best Short Fiction, and Best of the Net nominee, Alexis has been poetry editor of Cultural Weekly since late 2012. She and her husband live 20 miles outside of downtown L.A., in a small beach community overlooking the Pacific. They have an extraordinary view.
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