Notes on the Cosmic Position of a Coffee Shop
This poem appeared in the Summer 2021 issue of Slant. I. The scars on the wood on this table beneathMy mug tell no good tales, they tellNo good stories but with dark grooves they cutConstellations in a dirty sky. Shadows fall across them,Chasing and resolving the black ash of horsesBurnt into barren hillsides, ancient with …