hiding behind the blinds, i hear the mail arrive
SethWilson Isaac Gray
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invisible as grasshoppers fleeing
from dead weed to dead weed
this is what i think of me,
hardly real, barely make-believe
doorstep heavy, tattered sheet,
quiet as the mailman leaves
no sign of life, no centerpiece,
hollow as far as i perceive
in this apartment, dry and quiet,
cracking boards and silent smiling,
your letter crinkled, faded, smeared
the ink is faint, light through tears
what is movement, but the past,
when all is wrinkled, torn, and ash
how could you send me a letter?
a flower? a whole farm in an envelope?
SethWilson Isaac Gray (he/him) is a white poet who resides in Colorado Springs. He has been published in Swimming With Elephant Publications anthologies and Leviathan Magazine. He graduated from Colorado College in 2019. He likes to hot tub and drink with his friends, and has a recent obsession with Settlers of Catan.