Anthony Gorman

hands in the garden

stop or dropresigned to mumbling
highs that
lie in 

blackened wave
of blue sky

and with 
wicked wink, i
bite then

deeper than
floor could stop
blunt stress
of drop.

© Anthony Gorman 2018

image: pixabay

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Author: Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor and writer for Sudden Denouement, Whisper and the Roar, and Blood Into Ink. Founder of One for Sorrow. Founding member of Indie Blu(e).

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