Nate Logan


This One Goes Out to the One I Love

I recognized your arm in the photo, one of many, holding up a fish.

That weekend you said you were “hunting for the Red October,” which seemed highly unlikely to me.

When a great idea came to me, I wrote in on a napkin.

We were going to go to Iceland together.

A three-hour tour.



Instrumental

Unheated backstairs double as a walk-in cooler at the party.

Is based out of Michigan.

The garden hose circumnavigates the town home?

Everyone in line for the bathroom taps their feet in 5/4 time.

Poem

Noah takes a photo of himself every day for seven years. Then he does it again, except this time it’s for 20. “Everyone needs a hobby,” I say. We’re at a rest stop when you show me the videos. I’m moving to co-pilot and you’re taking the wheel. The deer pile up on the stretch of highway around Wis Dells. At night the headlights from our rental survey the dead. At night we can stomach it.

Nate Logan is the author of Inside the Golden Days of Missing You (Magic Helicopter Press, 2019) and the chapbooks Apricot (above/ground press, 2022) and Small Town (The Magnificent Field, 2021). He lives in Indiana.

 
 

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