“I Bet on Losing Dogs” by Mitski

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Mitski’s “I Bet On Losing Dogs” reminds me of my grandmother, who was my best friend. I called her Meisha. While still a teenager she married my grandfather, and they divorced and remarried each other several times. He smoked five packs a day, could drink a case of beer in a day, told dirty jokes around kids, and had the vibe of a novelty ashtray. But he had a good heart and I only saw him do one really mean thing: he lived across the street from Meisha and to upset her he’d sit in his yard drinking with a girlfriend. My grandparents’ love was a study of pain and devotion. Radiant with intelligence, life, and beauty, Meisha passed away unexpectedly when she was just 62, from a rare and brutal disease. Almost exactly a year after she passed away my grandfather died of lung cancer. They’re buried together.

-Joshua Edwards

imageJoshua Edwards directs Canarium Books and works at Marfa Book Company. He’s the author of four books of poetry, including Castles and Islands and Imperial Nostalgias, and a photobook, Photographs Taken at One-Hour Intervals During a Walk from Galveston Islands to the West Texas Town of Marfa. He also translated María Baranda’s book-length poem, Ficticia. He lives in West Texas with Lynn Xu and their daughter, Issa. Some of his work can be found at www.architecturefortravelers.org.

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