ISSUE: Spring 2016
If fluent motion could condense,
the solid essence might be this
vibrating motorcycle, dense
with energy, a chrysalis
in which a transformed insect sings
itself awake from weeks of bliss.
The rider is the folded wings.
If fluent motion could condense,
the solid essence might be this
vibrating motorcycle, dense
with energy, a chrysalis
in which a transformed insect sings
itself awake from weeks of bliss.
The rider is the folded wings.