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RALPH MONDAY : like the moon
RALPH MONDAY : Mermaids in Snow

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like the moon

like the snake shedding its shadow. This then is the crescent romantic cognition balanced between dawn and midday, the moon shedding seasons.

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Mermaids in Snow

As I drove, all around this mountain road, snow fell like salt shook from a giant's shaker. I had asked for reconciliation on the cell for what seemed a thousand pleas—no more than rotted apples spit like poor entertainment on a reality show. You laughed, you said, at my insane antics for the last time. Your medical mind dissected the text messages you found late at night while I slept—a mental scalpel slicing through the barbaric cuneiform script of a lover's perishing dreams, words that may as well have been buried in sand. A romantic idiot you called me, chasing my petrified youth in the siren's call of bloody lipstick, the skirt like a guillotine lopping off my lost head because this was a revolution I could not win. Don't call again, you said. Forgot all those years. Your aims are mermaids in snow—never finding them there—misplaced pitiful, maimed creatures. The sea is the place, you said, a river-ocean left long ago.

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RALPH MONDAY is an Associate Professor of English at Roane State Community College in Harriman, TN., where he teaches composition, literature, and creative writing courses. In fall 2013 he had poems published in The New Plains Review, New Liberties Review, Fiction Week Literary Review, and was represented as the featured poet with 12 poems in the December issue of Poetry Repairs. In winter 2014 he had poems published in Dead Snakes. Summer 2014 had a poem in Contemporary Poetry: An Anthology of Best Present Day Poems. His work has appeared in publications such as The Phoenix, Bitter Creek Review, Full of Crow, Impressions, Kookamonga Square, Deep Waters, Jacket Magazine, The New Plains Review, New Liberties Review, cc&d, Crack the Spine, The Camel Saloon, Dead Snakes, Jellyfish Whispers, Pyrokinection, Red River Review, Burningword and Poetry Repairs. Featured Poet of the week May, 2014 Poetry Super Highway. Forthcoming: Poems in Blood Moon Rising. Crack the Spine best of anthology and Down in the Dirt Magazine. His poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and Houghton Mifflin’s “Best of” Anthologies, as well as other awards. A chapbook, All American Girl and Other Poems, was published in July 2014.