This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Catherine Garbinsky, is from Noctuary by C. Rees (Host Publications 2026).
River of Lamentation
I grew up swarming for the love of men
who are now mostly old, or dead and naked in dirt.
I find them crawling over old photos, not ghosts,
but hives of caught light.
Faded at 24, Uncle Al in the clutch
of colorized film. He gazes at an open fire.
The river is brackish with summer.
The dead are a kind of grain.
A resident imperfection
in life’s material.
In the footage of Reactor 4 Shevchenko shot
three days after the meltdown, radiation opened
its eyes and mouths. It still speaks its life,
and eats the tape. In his photo, my uncle
bears a grain he never did in life.
His eyes distance, his body gone.
Static is the war of the ants,
like the living skull my brother lifted
from the blackberry thicket when we were young.
Ants sutured on it false flesh.
When he threw it back, the thorns raked it naked.
Grains, ants, my grandfather’s eyes,
the year before, caught in film, caught before
the basement. He died
in exhaust
-ion.
At their funerals I looked for them in the bushes,
but nothing crawled back from dying,
only
light.
C. Rees (they/them) is a queer poet and bookseller whose work contends with contamination and complicity, emergent ecologies, hauntings, and porousness. Their first poetry collection, NOCTUARY, will be published by Host Publications in 2026. C. was raised in Pennsylvania and New Jersey, Lenni-Lenape land, and currently lives in Austin, TX, on Comanche, Lipan Apache, Coahuiltecan, Tonkawa, and Jumanos land. They hold an MFA in Poetry from the New Writers Project at UT Austin. They are ideologically and materially committed to a free Palestine.
