Skull

by | Jun 9, 2020 | Issue Fifteen, Poetry

The skull of a man

is the skin of a mountain,

cities weightless

on the apron of dirt.

Buildings. Hollow twanging.

Plastic knuckles of light.

I carve her words out with a knife

so her softness floats

drifts between the bolted streets

and gasoline sky

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