WHEN I START THE TIMER
Pull back the raspy hook, fishing
line of withered
want, club floor
Polish my grain, shoes, cue the piccolos.
Wipe the dross from this red,
All the daubing
noise. Lower my
railing of tears,
coax them into
basins crimped with drought.
Release their determined lunacy.
find the X in the sand:
dig for love—
pierce, plunge, unroot—
there is no shortage of shovels.
We can sit on surf’s edge, compare wounds, praise
their grooves, let salt unfetter
children our fallen
There is no application fee
for the radically naïve—
jungle light floods through abandoned
webs & moistened peonies, memories
of baklava & aquamarine
concrete, cathedrals capped
with Byzantine gold.
chest with flowers. I will die—
than anyone thought possible.
MATT PASCA is a poet, teacher and traveler who believes in art’s ability to foster discovery, empathy and justice. He has authored two poetry collections—A Thousand Doors (2011 Pushcart nominee) and Raven Wire (2017 Eric Hoffer Book Award Finalist)—and serves as Assistant Poetry Editor of 2 Bridges Review. In his corner of New York, Matt curates Second Saturdays @Cyrus, a popular poetry series, and spreads his unwavering faith in critical thought and word magic to his Poetry, Mythology and Literature students at Bay Shore High School, where he has taught for 23 years and been named a New York State Teacher of Excellence.