{"id":8655,"date":"2023-02-01T00:46:53","date_gmt":"2023-02-01T07:46:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jerseydevilpress.com\/?page_id=8655"},"modified":"2023-02-01T01:01:49","modified_gmt":"2023-02-01T08:01:49","slug":"velma","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.jerseydevilpress.com\/?page_id=8655","title":{"rendered":"Velma"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Micah Cozzens<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s my last trophy dripping on the wall,\u00a0
from when we last unmasked the Dread Undead\u2014
the claws protruding through are such wet red,
but blood here is never real, not at all\u2014
My friends and I solve mysteries for kicks,
and always outrun what zombies we find,
because death is evitable and kind,
and there are never problems I can\u2019t fix.\u00a0
I see you eyeing the picture on the stand\u2014
they\u2019re my friends: Shaggy, whom I used to date;
Scooby, his dog who talks; Fred, a dumb blonde
both handsome and ambiguously chaste;\u00a0
his Daphne; and there\u2019s me, of course, beyond\u2014
my too-dark eyes, as if drawn in marker.
You wonder: why do they look just the same\u00a0
as they did back in 1969?
Because we solve mysteries like a game,
our chasing and unmasking all benign,
and there is charm in insularity
that cannot hurt while remaining contained\u2014
without consequence, what\u2019s morality?\u2014
I will never change, grow old, or give life
and neither, for that matter, will my friends,
and we don\u2019t mind, if our lives never end.
I never expected to be a wife.\u00a0
But sometimes as I buckle into place
in my seat of the Mystery Machine,
I wonder if my life has been a waste.
What deeper truth, after all, can I glean,
chasing after pranksters in werewolf masks?
What difference can I make without change?
While Daphne, in her beauty, sometimes asks
the observer to want adult exchange,
though this suggestion always goes unsaid,
I am mute femininity cooked dry\u2014
but always possessing freckled pertness,
that glasses-clad and book-balancing brand
of innocence that suggests alertness,
a rationality that is unmanned
and unmanning, because people prefer
naivete in theory, not right now\u2014
accompanied by spread legs, not the work
of answering the questions disallowed\u2014
When will you let me grow up? Will Shaggy
ever venture to start a family?
I am so sick of being childish
and perky. Give me gravitas. Give me\u00a0
a child, or blood, or something vital.\u00a0
Shaggy is content to smoke unnamed leaves
forever, happily unburdened, free
to enjoy his life without committing,
preferring to search for someone missing
than change a diaper or talk of feelings.
I guess being a Dad is worse than murder.
I wait, hoping to make something brand new,
but the days, they grow longer. How is it
I\u2019ve solved so many mysteries without\u00a0
stumbling across anything really true?
Yes, we should be getting back to the van.\u00a0
Forgive my rambling\u2014you understand
how it is, when someone gets you talking.
Feel free to take the picture. I don\u2019t need it
to know what they look like. In our world,
me and my friends are always smiling.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n \n\n\n\n

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MICAH COZZENS<\/strong> is a North Carolina native. She graduated with an MFA in Fiction from Brigham Young University and is currently pursuing a PhD in Creative Writing\/Poetry at Ohio University. She loves the work of William Faulkner, Jill Allyn Rosser, and Derek Walcott.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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