Poetry Issue 20

ISSUE 20:1 : JANUARY-JUNE 2014

Conchitina Cruz

Arrest

She held the sentence against the open window. Sunlight passed through abduct and attack. Behead settled below a cable line, on which perched a trio of birds. A pedestrian’s head grazed close range, then civilian, then genitals. The sentence was news and the window was news. The sentence was fact and the window was aftermath. The sentence was fiction and the window was emergency. Smog traced the crevices of massacre. Carnage turned courage turned garbage against the bobbing of leaves.

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