By Ryan Flanagan
the weather down here is a scapegoat
that cymbal you see is
band leftovers
my raucous stuffed into an aluminum
air vent with comparable local rag
circulation
particle board fission taster
squint shadows under numbered
doors
unruly marshland flooding
over seven denarius
hills
hold my breath in a lockbox
that requires two
signatures
one from the palpable East
walls are everywhere
that understanding
is not.
Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage. His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, The Academy of the Heart and Mind, Setu, Red Fez, and The Oklahoma Review.
Academy of the Heart And Mind 