Everyone’s a Cemetery

Cole Depuy

 

We box and bury
our bodies like treasure

or burn them
like books.

A casket too strong
for a coyote to claw,

six feet too deep
for worms to reach,

the carbon and ash
nothing but heavy smoke.

No paranoia, vault
or scripture

can make sense
of this theft.

 

 

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Cole Depuy’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in The Penn Review, Boston Accent, Heartwood, pacificREVIEW and elsewhere. He is a Ph.D. student at SUNY Binghamton’s Creative Writing Program and recipient of the Provost’s Doctoral Summer Fellowship.