alone no more

ravensmidday heat conjures miasmas

from the victim who smiles skyward,

rictus cocked, drooling on the yellow stripe,

empty eyes looking different directions,



in tire tread

there is being, demise, vivacity, mortality;

sons daughters mothers fathers

friends acquaintances self—

mounds of earth, urns, carved stones—

damnation, salvation, ruination, redemption


the rearview mirror frames a procession,

attendants in black strut over their treasures,

pick tufts of fur from pavement.

Published by

Patrick Dobson

Patrick Dobson was founded in 1962. He is a writer, scholar, ironworker, and poet who lives in Kansas City, MO. He is author of two books with the University of Nebraska Press, Seldom Seen: A Journey into the Great Plains (2009) and Canoeing the Great Plains: A Missouri River Summer (May 2015). Dobson is a work in progress until termination.

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