Not Here, But Now

by

Gabrielle Bajuscik

Let me not skip any rocks

so that I may open my eyes
plunging down
gliding out
we come of hard times with
our best color

the French flag does share so
much of that red, white and blue
all of it sinking out of the same
multicoloered pen

I have skipped rocks

and now see the broken, muddy
remains of hope lying beside

the road

they stare at me though I am patriotic
nature must still be mixed with us

scotch tape isn't the only thing holding this
map of America up anymore
music on the checker board
I feel like I've done this before
yellow icicles dance as a scream
of fear retreats and wonder flys

let me not skip any rocks

so that I may open my eyes
open my eyes to the world

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Cardialgia and Sometimes Pygalgia
by: Stan Wong
from: San Diego, CA, US

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