death of a road
By Nic Sebastian
a restless muttering road
lined with pearl-black flowers
and small dagger trees
she knows this road
she has spent many days
walking it
red eels weave glowing
through dark ditchwater
on either side
they stream in one direction swiftly
like all his answers
to her question
he says birdsong!
for pebble thought
he says this road ends in China
and she knows he's lying again
it ends right here in front of him
on its knees choking
small bubbles of blood bright
on its gravelly lips
Nic Sebastian hails from Arlington, Virginia and travels widely. Her first collection, Forever Will End On Thursday was edited by Jill Alexander Essbaum and published by Lordly Dish Nanopress - a poetry press with a twist. Her work has appeared in Valparaiso Poetry Review, Anti-, MiPOesias, Salt River Review, Mannequin Envy, Avatar Review and elsewhere. Nic blogs at Very Like A Whale. She is building an audio anthology of her readings of contemporary poetry at Whale Sound and is the founder of Voice Alpha, a group blog focused on the art of reading poetry aloud for an audience. |
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