Poetry for Us

There’s a guy selling magazines
down on the corner
by the bar
it’s full of words
like denim and grease
words we know
but don’t love
they tell our story,
the poetry of us.

The fat man
in his ren fair outfit
he laughs at raccoons
he knows what we know
keep surviving
and keep expiring
safe in the goo.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Melinda Russek has worked as an IT specialist, teacher and editor. She has won photography and art awards, including the Journey Arts poetry prize, and is a poet and essayist. Previously, she was a poetry editor at the Naples Review and is currently a poetry editor at The Missing Slate and founder of ‘This: A Review’.

 

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