Autumn 2020 Poetry

looking in the mirror at vaden health center

by Nestor Walters

a postage stamp-story 
on a book of empty envelopes
with no addresses

to return from quixotic adventures 
in the wandering eclipses 
of imagination 

to feel in one hand strength to become 
light passing through a carbon prism, 
fundamental frequency 

of the universe. in the other: 
requiem filed without order. 
climb into a bottle, drift 

into a house on a street 
with no number
reduced to dust — no, ash

let go once, you never come back

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