Poem by PJ Carmichael


For a Victim

The scarring of your face,
childish and deeply

accentuates the feeling
of newfound grace

that results from watching
a distant planet’s slumber.
            The beauty of heart, of

passionate lamentation, drives
fluid from its owner.

(Why must it be so)

I cannot explain or control
such behavior; the sun grows
inexplicably cold but remains

golden, as a shadow in
winter, as your timid flesh,
bold, barren, burned

into memory.


"Looking Glass at Murphy Park" © Edward S. Gault
“Looking Glass at Murphy Park” © Edward S. Gault


PJ Carmichael is a writer, photographer, artist, and spiritualist from Wakefield, Massachusetts. His work focuses heavily on the duality of positive and negative concepts, energies, and emotions. He currently runs Mass Love Distro, a multimedia production and distribution endeavor.

Edward S. Gault is a poet and fine art photographer. He lives at Mosaic Commons, a co-housing community in Berlin, Ma. He has a wife Karen, and daughter.


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