B r a d   R o s e

 

Light, Heat, Clarity

 

My lawyers are suing your lawyers,

you little cheater.

Just because I’m gentle and pacific

doesn’t mean I’m obtuse.

And right under my nose, too.

 

The red ants swerve their way across

our kitchen floor.

As they near the stove,

they detect the heat of their own burning bush,

and epiphanic, lead themselves out

 

of this desert, toward a promised land,

where God awaits with no honey, infinite sand. 

 

 

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Allan Peterson

Robert Scotellaro

CL Bledsoe

John Grey

Howie Good

Jeanie Tomasko

F. John Sharp
Eric Burke

Mark Reep

Alex Stolis

Robin Wyatt Dunn

Marc Vincenz

Doug Draime

Susan Lewis

Philippe Shils

Jordan Smith

Laura M. Kaminski

Rose Auslander

Brad Rose

José Angel Araguz

F. J. Bergmann

Larry D. Thomas

Len Kuntz

Ray Templeton

Mather Schneider

M J Iuppa

Corey Mesler

Timothy Gager

Meg Tuite

Bill Yarrow
Dale Wisely

Gary J. Whitehead

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