Category: Poetry

Glass

By Gregory JM Kasunich

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Everything was glass.

Safety glass.

Fiberglass.

The bones surrounding the marrow, nothing but glass, shattered and splintered along the road like the rest of the debris that littered 405 south that morning.

The windowpane of the indifferent apartment building, reflecting the scene, holding the witnesses inside with their muffled gasps.

The unseen stoplight glass – redgreenyellow repeat.

The eyeglasses found three days later, sixty-three feet from the scene.

The voice on the phone.

The time preserved.

Everything was glass.

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San Fernando Solstice

By Gregory JM Kasunich

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heat and hum backbeat freon plays upon wet marrow

paper waves the sweetstink jasmine refuse breeze 

warm still unsatisfying

every delighted particle dancing

every dog panting

the slouched singed sierra weeping ash

the briney brown skin

languid limbs bleached and bare bone 

blood orange freeway tinnitus 

diminished hiss spit sprinklers

low pressure system prayers 

refused by exhausted angels