1/30/2016 BranchesBranches By Kenyatta JP Garcia autumn is determined to become winter and steal peeks at a world where never is the fashion of the season. where growth questions itself and frost bites hand in hand trembling, too cold to leave one another to feed. and baby’s breath dries up around the flowers it’s made to surround and cribs curl in closer to infants as mobiles spin and lower. and the stars speak to the moon of desertion. clouds conspire to mutiny. heaven’s gate whines out opening up for all the tears of boys who were told not to cry. for all the girls abducted from their potential. for all the others forever denied. for zombies whiter than snow. for ghosts much the same. for corpses blackening in decay. for limbs much the same as gangrene sets in. for sun unable to melt the cities back to the bone of streets. for long winds sweeping out the corners of the neighborhoods. for the hillsides with a view of the comings and goings of paradise. the golden rule wasn’t written for everyone. and someday it’ll be impossible to see what was started. aggravations will fear memories of threats and the company they kept in exchange for a kiss where devils meet. winter will keep its enemies closest to its heart. autumn will read palms and flip tarot cards. snow will be all the firepower the season has but it’ll be enough to create some change from stingiest dollars. voices will turn to hell and ask the inferno to be somewhat more tropical. wells will be full but so stiff they might as well be dry. the pacific will forget the advice of the atlantic. swirls will enter the coastal parentheses. a ruckus for certain. sense will be made of favorite songs heard again in older age. in cabin fever. in bitterness of breezes attacking branches. About the author: Kenyatta JP Garcia is the author of This Sentimental Education, ROBOT and Playing Dead. They have a fondness for peanut butter, lentils, squirrels and comic books but find gingerbread men to be the most frightening baked goods on the face of the earth. When they're not hiding out from anthropomorphic foodstuffs, they run Altpoetics and are an assistant editor at Horse Less Review. Comments are closed.
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