Issue 11.1 Fall 2015

11.1 cover image

 

 

Thermaic Gulf

 

Richard King Perkins II

 

 

Through the refraction of dew in moonlight,
evening scatters in Macedonia.
My thoughts that remain are dyed a hybrid of citrus.

 

Absolute clarity is surreal;
glass stretched above flaming water,
a raindrop’s nucleus, the dawn of baby’s breath.

 

A penance, an undeserved penance,
makes profound confusion a colossal gymnasium
of unreflecting granite and corrugated forest.

 

I’ve been dim through the apocalypse my entire life;
pharmaceuticals, the convection of thought and appetite,
the theater of the mindless wretchedly wading in.

 

 

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