Song of Praise
i. Him Three
Kristen E. Nelson


Key: J
Meter: 5.4

My Friend, your stories
never made sense.
My Friend, Unicorn
should have rotted.

Refrain:

You told a story
of a unicorn
His horn was gone
he should have rotted
not you, not you.

He was saved by love
You died outside
He was fed and lived
You died outside

You were twenty-nine
five days outside
Dead whiskey-soaked you
five days outside.


KRISTEN E. NELSON (www.kristenenelson.com) writes poetry and cross-genre texts. She has recently published work in Tarpaulin Sky, Trickhouse, Cranky Literary Journal, Quarter After Eight, In Posse Review, and you are here. She is a founder and the Executive Director of Casa Libre en la Solana, a non-profit writing center in Tucson, Arizona; an editor for Trickhouse; and a production editor for Tarpaulin Sky Press. She earned her MFA in creative writing from Goddard College. 

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Kristen E.
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Song of Praise
i. Him One
  Song of Praise
ii. Him Two
  Song of Praise
iii. Him Three
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