B. Diehl, Summer 2017

 

Turntable 

 

The morning after you
were buried
with your Fender guitar strap
and one-year-sober medallion,

your mom came over and woke me up.
I got out of bed, and she placed two
big boxes in my arms.

“I thought you might
want these,” she said.

When she left,
I opened the first box.

It contained some
of your favorite vinyl records:
Viva Hate by Morrissey,
Your Arsenal by Morrissey,
Vauxhall and I by Morrissey.

I opened the second box,
then immediately closed it.

I couldn’t look at the needle.

 

 

B. Diehl is the author of the poetry collection Zeller’s Alley (White Gorilla Press, 2016). His work has been published by Hobart, BOAAT Press, FLAPPERHOUSE, Words Dance, and other venues. When he is not writing, you can usually find him at home, hanging out with his cats and/or feeding his social media addiction.

You can find him on the web at www.mynameisb.net.

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