It would
make me sad
for my grave
to stand
un-pissed-
upon.
It would
give me glee
for my grave
to be
a suburban
lawn.
It would
make me laugh
if, flags at
half-staff
with a
siren on,
a long
parade
wove by
my grave
in the
summer dawn.
—
Stu Watson is a poet, musician, and teacher living in Brooklyn. A founder and editor of Prelude, his manuscript, Communicatingroups, is a finalist for the 2016 National Poetry Series. His poems and essays have appeared or are forthcoming at The Collapsar, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, Flag + Void, Jacket 2, White Wall Review, and in the Brooklyn Poets Anthology. A PhD candidate in English Literature at The Graduate Center, CUNY, he teaches at John Jay College.