Tony Leuzzi
Associate Professor: Dept. of English & Philosophy, Monroe Community College
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Skunk Elegy

What brought me to the window was the reek

no other beast gives off, that fetid waft of ire

or death, the fumed upshot of violence.


What kept me––not the carcass in the road––

were two skunks rolling over grass, folding

into wheels of fur that spun like liquid


in the dark. They didn’t move from their dead.

And this, I thought, was why they’d come

together, two marbles, now one globe


turning striped geographies.

When my father died, my mother

threw herself on his coffin. As it was being


lowered in the ground, my brother

kicked a tree. I stepped back and held myself

knowing no one ever would.



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