i enter myself through a clearing in the crackling thicket of memories to find what is left salvageable artifacts something even sacred like a loyal pet waiting to be rescued tail between its injured legs stench of abandoned hope whatever hasn’t already been laid to rest and to survey the damage of another ravaged year still drowning in the sweet marrow of my brittle former selves holding still before taking flight listening for signs of life bubbling to the surface holding my breath trying to see through the muddied slow-drift of days as i turn my head like a red-crowned crane amongst the smoldering reeds by the water’s edge
Silk~ Poet. Recent Publication Credits: Frogpond; Sublunary Review; Lothlorien Poetry Journal; Briefly Write Magazine, Inklette Magazine; Mycelium Magazine; Versification; Presence; Hyacinth Review; Paddler Press; Strukturriss; The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls; and Modern Haiku. Longlisted in the 2021 Frontier Digital Chapbook Contest. You can find Silk~ on Twitter at @Silk73507704