We wade through shallow ends
of empty pools & crowded rooms.
Our heads drip onto our phones.
Who are you? says the stranger,
a lusty god on his lips.
What are we to each other?
says the lover
as she turns away
the first of many times.
Our partners move to another town,
parents fade in twilight,
children were never born
to play the blues on a red guitar.
Ace Boggess is author of seven books of poetry, most recently Tell Us How to Live (Fernwood Press, 2025) and My Pandemic / Gratitude List (Mōtus Audāx Press, 2025). His writing has appeared in Indiana Review, Michigan Quarterly Review, Hanging Loose, and other journals. An ex-con, he lives in Charleston, West Virginia, where he writes, watches Criterion films, and tries to stay out of trouble. His first short-story collection, Always One Mistake, is forthcoming from Running Wild Press.
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