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by Michael Bazzett First, I became a lake so that I could never drown. Then, I became the wind so as not to lose my breath. Finally, I became fire so my mind would be a tongue and make luminous the murder of what I most desire.  photo by Leslie Bazzett Michael Bazzett’s work has appeared in Ploughshares, Massachusetts Review, Pleiades, Guernica, Virginia Quarterly Review, Copper Nickel, and The Rumpus. His debut collection, You Must Remember This, received the 2014 Lindquist & Vennum Prize for Poetry from Milkweed Editions. He has two poetry collections forthcoming: The Interrogation, (Milkweed) and Our Lands Are Not So Different, (Horsethief Books), as well as a verse translation of The Popul Vuh, the Mayan creation epic (Milkweed). He lives in Minneapolis with his wife and two children. You can visit him at michaelbazzett.com. Comments are closed.
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