In his farthest mind
a summer
In his nearest
something white
in flake form
After a while
a place gets crowded
& begins to feel like a body
under revision by a virus
He’s goofy on cold&flu
dreaming of
hallways
smokestacks
cartoon monsters
Rows of windows
studded with cooling units
A fringe of trees
by Shanna Compton
published in Absent Magazine
Robin Reagler 