With a gift of live chickens,
having crossed the better part
of the county on foot,
you find your friend is out.
The otters make noises
that do not belong in city libraries;
although, the shelver
has started to glimmer.
There is no mail today.
It is a bank holiday.
The crabs scatter across the shore,
trying to avoid the tide’s pull.
The child has colored
outside of the lines.
David Harrison Horton is a Beijing-based writer, artist, editor and curator. He is author of Maze Poems (Arteidolia) and his chap Model Answers is forthcoming from CCCP Chapbooks. He edits the poetry zine SAGINAW.
the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan
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