Abstract Magazine International | 2029 At the Latest by David Lohrey
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2029 At the Latest by David Lohrey

25 Oct 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: “CiGar Web” by Ferrandis Issaev, @ferrandisissaev

2029 AT THE LATEST

My guardian won’t let me out to play.
She told me to amuse myself in my room.
She doesn’t want me to get wet.

She’s afraid the neighbor’s dog might bite.
I have some games I can play all by myself.
My guardian is always worried.

It’s been raining now for several days.
The traffic’s slowed to almost a stand still.
The newscaster warns people to stay indoors.

The house is insured against flooding.
A boy last year drowned in the local river.
I was told to get up on the roof in an emergency.

It’s been 7 years since they outlawed music.
My guardian told me to stop humming.
Girls are advised to always dress in layers.

The marauders use giant nets and even carry bug spray.
The men look for frightened girls like me.
I was captured and sold to my guardian six years ago.

I always wear leotards and my bathing suit at the same time.
My guardian scarred my face so I wouldn’t look pretty.
You can hear the firing squads in the distance.

Girls must avoid detection at all costs.
I can pass for a boy from a distance.
My guardian trained me to fight with a sharp blade.

We’ve been living like this for as long as I can remember.
The police dress entirely in black now and cover their faces.
If pregnant, they line you up and shoot you.

There’s an escape route my guardian talks about through Alaska.
They threw my boyfriend off the bridge and into the water.
The toxic spray they use is so strong it induces labor.

I remember hearing my mother sing.
My guardian says I could pass for a boy.
They say we have a 20% chance of survival.


About the author:

David Lohrey is from Memphis, and now lives in Tokyo. He graduated from UC Berkeley. Internationally, his poetry can be found in Otoliths, Sentinel Quarterly, and Buckshot Magazine. In the US, recent poems have appeared in Abstract Mag TV, FRiGG, Obsidian, and Apogee Journal. His fiction can be read in Crack the Spine, Dodging the Rain, Literally Stories, and The Broke Bohemian. David’s The Other Is Oneself, a study of 20th century literature, was published last year, while his first collection of poetry, Machiavelli’s Backyard, was released in August. He is a member of the Sudden Denouement Collective. 

Art: “CiGar Web” by Ferrandis Issaev@ferrandisissaev

In the artist’s words:
Born on April 6, 1964 in Spain. Design Studies & Architecture.
Designer and stylist and developer of textile signatures in the casual wear and fashion of the Spanish national market. Collaborator of recognized international firms such as Jean Paul Gautier (JPG), and MARITHÉ + FRANÇOIS GIRBAUD. 3D Architectural Designer with several software support. Awards and international recognition. (Lumion 3D) 2014. At present, exploring aesthetics, texture and expressiveness of the three universes in pictorial expression format.

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