After Life

CIVIL WAR HEADSTONES

Fate Stewart,
two rows over
from Gip Sword.

 

OUT HERE

Dust and silence of
the moonscape of the Basin

Someone mails a letter,
red flag raised

 

OBIT WRITER

I give you
black words
in white space.

Maybe we go
to darkness,
maybe we go to light.

Maybe any words
will do.

 
 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Mark Jackley is a poet whose work has appeared in Fifth Wednesday, Sugar House Review and Natural Bridge. His book of poems On the Edge of a Very Small Town is available free: email chineseplums at gmail dot com

 

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