It’s years later,
but still August,
the sky erupting
in abrupt reds
& parsimonious purples
like God’s own
fiery flesh,
until nowhere
is everywhere,
& our faces are flecked
with sharp grains
of martyrs’ bones.
Howie Good, a journalism professor at SUNY New Paltz, is the author of five poetry collections, most recently Cryptic Endearments from Knives Forks & Spoons Press. He has a number of chapbooks forthcoming, including Elephant Gun from Dog on a Chain Press. His poetry has been nominated multiple times for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net anthology. goodh51(at)gmail.com.
