Thursday, February 23, 2017

Visiting the Dead by Howie Good

The gates are locked at night.
This is holy ground. A statute
of risen Christ has a deep, black vein
cutting through the left cheek.
I used to see seagulls everywhere.
But today there are none. Of course,
I miss them. They were entertainment,
watching them fly. All I feel now
is heartbreak. I’m going row by row,
headstone by headstone, talking
to people who have been dead for years,
once a sure sign that I was dreaming.

Howie Good's recent books include A Ghost Sings, a Door Opens from Another New Calligraphy and Robots vs. Kung Fu from AngelHouse Press. He co-edits White Knuckle Press with Dale Wisely.

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