Issue 10.1 Fall 2014

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If Your Brother Should Ever Step Forward and Turn to Silver Glass

 

Jacob Applehans

 


Do not step forward too.


Study the iridescence of the sands beneath his silhouette.

Retrace your footsteps back to that


hazy mist you call home. Let those mists die

\screaming. And if you feel you must return, and


you'll feel you must return, bring nothing but the

air you'll breath. Go on a cloudless night. Listen


to the absence of his breath, chest still as stone.

The radiance of his once warm face speaks more


words than he ever would in life. Time and

gravity followed us here, our undying


companions. Over twin ice peaks of tectonic

glass, lost on the sea beneath its acrylic sky,


where are the constellations that guide me? I

edge into the sands that have never seen the


ocean, not like this one.

 

 

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