Man
a hand touched
loved
reclaimed
and withdrawn
and sat across
cross-legged man
Toe
feet hardened by sand
stretched towards the sun
like beach umbrellas
toe
Barf
climbed up
the frozen fire escape
and five shots later
hunched over
Barf
painting the grey winterscape
with inner greenery
Pass
moments pass hours
as cars pass trucks
on the highway
and once passed
become past
seemingly still
to the child
at the rear window
waving goodbye
Khashayar Mohammadi is an Iranian-born writer/translator based in Toronto. He is the Host of knife I fork I book's Chapbook club and the author of Chapbooks Moe's Skin with ZED PRESS 2018 and Dear Kestrel with knife I fork I book fall 2019. His poems have also appeared in Poetry is Dead, Bad nudes, Half a Grapefruit Magazine and elsewhere.
a hand touched
loved
reclaimed
and withdrawn
and sat across
cross-legged man
Toe
feet hardened by sand
stretched towards the sun
like beach umbrellas
toe
Barf
climbed up
the frozen fire escape
and five shots later
hunched over
Barf
painting the grey winterscape
with inner greenery
Pass
moments pass hours
as cars pass trucks
on the highway
and once passed
become past
seemingly still
to the child
at the rear window
waving goodbye
Khashayar Mohammadi is an Iranian-born writer/translator based in Toronto. He is the Host of knife I fork I book's Chapbook club and the author of Chapbooks Moe's Skin with ZED PRESS 2018 and Dear Kestrel with knife I fork I book fall 2019. His poems have also appeared in Poetry is Dead, Bad nudes, Half a Grapefruit Magazine and elsewhere.