I have had a new poem, Flowers, published in Deep Water Literary Journal. You can read it below, or go to Deep Water and enjoy some of their truly wonderful poetry, fiction, and art.
The journal publishes “works which engage with the psychological and physical aspects of the darker side of the human condition.”
Please take a look, and perhaps consider submitting something yourself.
like the babies you keep
losing, are a meagre offering to place upon
the altar of your abysmal grief;
their dilated eyes
and flaring heads
into that cruel void.
I can feel
your pain’s gravity distorting
everything I dare approach with.
The hospital a monolith
to suffering, our suffering —
but how could a mere building
contain such suffering?
What kind of feeble bastion
against the unbearable black seed
that grows inside is this?
Standing, bereft, in the stark car park,
hungry for a shred of grace to ease my heart,
the only suggestion of God I find:
a flickering light; the aroma
of rain; electricity
quickening the air.