{"id":2051,"date":"2013-02-07T23:17:43","date_gmt":"2013-02-07T23:17:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2051"},"modified":"2013-02-07T23:17:43","modified_gmt":"2013-02-07T23:17:43","slug":"tim-tomlinson213","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/tim-tomlinson213\/","title":{"rendered":"Tim Tomlinson"},"content":{"rendered":"

At Night, After the Screams<\/strong><\/p>\n

At night, after the screams wake us,
\nwe hear<\/p>\n

him
\nmake his walk
\nto the kitchen,<\/p>\n

hear
\nhis callused feet scuff<\/p>\n

the hardwood floor, hear<\/p>\n

him mutter curses
\nat the carpet,
\nits edge<\/p>\n

perpetually curled, hear him
\ngo<\/p>\n

silent<\/p>\n

on the linoleum
\nof the kitchen
\nfloor.<\/p>\n

So much is hidden<\/p>\n

by our mother,<\/p>\n

in closets
\nbehind cans and boxes.<\/p>\n

So much<\/p>\n

that he loves
\nbut we love,
\ntoo.<\/p>\n

Mallomars, Mr. Chips,
\nChips Ahoy!<\/p>\n

We hear him
\nrummaging,<\/p>\n

rummaging,<\/p>\n

the cans clinking,
\nthe boxes cracking open,
\nand his hands,<\/p>\n

his thick
\ncallused hands
\nripping<\/p>\n

through wax paper
\nand plastic packaging.<\/p>\n

Hear
\nthe refrigerator suck
\nopen<\/p>\n

sense
\nits light through the cracks
\nof our bedroom doors.<\/p>\n

When he stands
\nin that cold light,
\nwhen he upends the milk carton,
\nwhen he douses
\nthe fire<\/p>\n

in his throat,
\ndoes he wonder, as we
\ndo,<\/p>\n

what made him scream,
\nagain,
\nthis time,<\/p>\n

his mother\u2019s name?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tim Tomlinson is co-founder of New York Writers Workshop, and co-author of its popular text, The Portable MFA in Creative Writing.<\/em> \u00a0Recent work appears or is forthcoming in Caribbean Vistas, Citron Review, Dirty Napkin, Extracts, HALiterature, LITnIMAGE, The New Poet, New York Quarterly, and the anthology Long Island Noir (Akashic Books). \u00a0His poems, \u201cTo the Best Friend of the Girl in the Mr Peanut Costume, Halloween, 1986\u201d (Unshod Quills), and \u201cNight Dive, Bloody Bay Wall, Little Cayman, 1996\u201d (the Tule Review) have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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