Patrick MoorePoet
a modest break
from the shaking grip and worried pulse
We Still Bring the Weather on Vacation is a book of poems about the myths we inherit and the ones we make out of love, family, sex, grief, guilt, liminal spaces, and the strange theater of becoming an adult. Funny, bruising, and deeply alive, this collection lingers in the place where tenderness and damage learn to speak in the same breath. These poems understand that no matter where we go, we carry our histories, our hungers, and our weathers with us.
GravyEvery morning when my halo brownsand coffee blues with the sky spittlethe bed nurse mismatches her scrubslines the vitamin cups in the heatedmenagerie frictionsays:that’s just what I was hoping fornow orange apple milkshakes for the lotrolling with what keeps her feathers lightbetween my pocketssays:perk up that all thisis just gravythe meal is not alwaysin the first bite
