River Phoenix: A Poem

MAY 30, 2020

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River Phoenix
In my own private Idaho
I’m in bed with River Phoenix
chain-smoking and talking about the afterlife. DONATE $5 A MONTH, RECEIVE  THE POP ISSUE OF THE LARB QUARTERLY JOURNAL AS AN EPUB OR PDF. Reading this to see if I’m acting,
if I’m really myself, if I’m good at pretending. Me and him. When I die, he says, looking at the way
I look at him, it’ll be a glorious day. ¤
Alex Dimitrov is the author of Love and Other Poems, which will be published in February of 2021, Together and by Ourselves, and Begging for It. 
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in living, I help take his shirt off
right here on the earth. It’ll probably be a waterfall. You and you. Why would we be here then, in bed together,
asking each other what the way back is
in case we happen to change our minds. He’s about to give up being famous,
I’m about to make him one more drink.