Janaka STUCKY currently lives in Boston, where he spends his life traveling, writing, and caring for the dead. His poems have been published in a variety of journals including North American Review, Frogpond, Elixir and VOLT. In 2004, Janaka founded Black Ocean, a publishing and production company based out Boston, New York and Chicago. He likes his whiskey neat and his music dirty.

APOLOGYSM  

At funerals I see dark centipedes
crawling in corners.
Holidays bring suicides and
the centipedes rush indoors.

They terrify me so I try to
count their legs, calculating
their distance from my family tree.

When my father asks what this poem
means, I’ll say it means I’m sorry.

Copyright © Janaka Stucky, 2006. All Rights Reserved.
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