about the author

Charlotte Covey is from St. Mary’s County, Maryland. She currently lives in St. Louis, and she earned her MFA in Poetry from the University of Missouri-St. Louis in spring 2018. She has poetry published or forthcoming in journals such as The Normal School, Salamander Review, CALYX Journal, the minnesota review, and The Monarch Review, among others. In 2015, she was nominated for an AWP Intro Journal Award. She is managing editor for WomenArts Quarterly Journal.


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Charlotte Covey



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i miss the boy who sucked
down jim beam when we were just
fourteen and the boy who told me he loved
dinosaurs and then kicked me
down on the playground and i miss the boy
who opened his wrists after the first
heartache and begged me
to sew him back together and i miss
the boy with the silver-blue eyes who taught me
how to love and fuck and fear
coming home and i miss the man who fed me
cocaine off the granite countertop, fucked
me in the shower, on the concrete
floor, and i miss the boy who tied me
up, the boy who begged me to fuck his
dog, please, just once, the boy who saw god
in a needle and shook until he couldn’t
anymore, and i miss the girl who wasn’t
always quite so hungry—who didn’t know
these things to miss.





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