Prince Bush Prince Bush is a poet from Nashville, Tennessee with poems in Black Warrior Review, The Journal, Pleiades, and elsewhere. He’s a Truman Capote fellow at the Iowa Writers’ Workshop for poetry.

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Prince Bush

I overslept. I had an hour To look at Jupiter, or I had To wait 100 years. I needed a telescope. I, at least, needed Binoculars. It was its closest In opposition. I knew Someone who could get Only so close to me. For casual observers, It would appear the same. I spotted Mars and Almost walked away.