the only fact i remember from the freshman year human evolution course is that thing about the earliest evidence of civilization being a broken femur whose person didn’t die from the wound. the class was after lunch and i was drunk so i only caught the gist of the lecture but it left an impression. that was the year i missed thanksgiving because i was too hungover to get on a train and that was also the year i bought four sterling silver swiss army knives from tiffany’s with a credit card for no reason except mania. this is the year my dad left thanksgiving to fly across the country because his mother is dying and i cry when nobody else is in the room. this is the year i wanted to move back to new york city to recapture my youth until i visited and felt like a dinosaur and this is also the year i bought a keytar for no reason except mania. i don’t get hangovers anymore but i do lie in bed and worry about the thin veil between life and death. we get better. we get worse. last night i dreamed a giant moose with shimmering rainbow antlers walked out of the ocean. my husband sings working on my night moose when bob seger comes on the radio. i want to keep working on my night moose. i want to live long enough to mend.
Catherine Weiss is a poet and artist from Maine. Their poetry has been published in Tinderbox, Up the Staircase, Fugue, Okay Donkey, perhappened, Birdcoat, Bodega, Counterclock, petrichor, and Flypaper Lit. Catherine is the artist behind the collaborative poetry chapbook/card deck I WISH I WASN’T ROYALTY (Game Over Books, 2020). They are also the author of chapbook-length poem, FERVOR (Ginger Bug Press, 2021) and full-length poetry collection, WOLF GIRLS VS. HORSE GIRLS (Game Over Books, 2021). More at catherineweiss.com.