Cate Peebles
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31 Notes for a Horror Movie
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Fresh start in the country: a house full of amulets, handprints
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Straw dolls, key chains, a scent when the priest drops by
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The drawer filled to spilling with tiny bottles of perfume and tints
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My Latin is dusty
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A nation of idling cars: get in, we’re leaving town
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Can’t tell you how to sing the songs I used to know
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Packing plenty of canned meat to hide out the apocalypse & baby too
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City life is her mind and she leaves it behind
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Maybe an antique brooch and raw beef would be nice
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Do your research: something happened here before you were born
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A mirror is propped up to catch window moods
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Practice your scream in desert locations; yellow pants, pink sky
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Child on bicycle rides by twice, same direction, whistles
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The ice cream truck tune bleeds into Yankee Doodle
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Child zombies on ice at the mall
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American sun, hot dogs, red gullets
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A cracked spool of microfilm at the library
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Thinking is no longer an option for me
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Gold eyes glow gold eyes glow gold
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Holy names
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Powers that be
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Tentacle embrace all in your head
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Tarantula spooning crocheted brazier—a fly descends
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Where’s the dog, Yolanda?
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An explosion sometime in the past, its aftermath
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Don’t believe in the future, do you?
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She walks down basement stairs, feels his mouth
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But nothing, your heart sweats, everything right where it was
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Whose hand in the water lifts red hair
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Don’t argue against lust, Daphne, but lock the door
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The End
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Cate Peebles is the author of the collection Thicket (Lost Roads Press, 2018) and several chapbooks, including The Woodlands (Sixth Finch Books, 2016) and James (dancing girl press, 2014). Recent work can be found in The American Poetry Review, Typo, Poetry Northwest and elsewhere. She is a museum archivist at the Yale Center for British Art and lives in New Haven, CT.