Santino DallaVecchia is a poet & educator from Michigan. The recipient of an MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts, Santino’s work has appeared Crab Fat Magazine, Dream Pop Press, Anti-Heroin Chic, Pithead Chapel, & Yes, Poetry, among others.





Santino DallaVecchia

Chimera

I came in like a ghost & planned to leave like one But by then too many people Could say This is your body When it was not Could tell me I knew you I remember you smoking In the snowstorm Your feet were bare The smoke was me The body was not & yet & yet & yet Explaining that Never does any good What follows is not an analogy What follows is not to explain The artifice of my body What follows is the exact truth When the snake Who let’s pretend Was just a snake Who happened to know a trick or two Who’d witnessed more than a few Creation myths More than few notions of immortality More than a few paradises Glances at the newest first batch Of humans They sigh & hiss Just eat the fruit You know you’re going to You know you can’t help yourselves You know you want everyone To know your name




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