Photography © Glenn Bowie
Thought to talk to this person
For new material
A ghost , a backpack, a bottle
Covered in dust
Planted on a concrete sill
Shadow to stone
a brick under
The wheel of a stroller
Filled with important trash
Levels of sorrow. Levels of bags and cups
That can’t be explained.
Wanted to be a baby again. Return to when
Her mother didn’t hit her.
A man in the woods,
Sighed, shook his head and said she was a lie.
Spit and spewed each others hot breath
And disappeared under the bridge when nightfell
To survive the mud stink mosquito needles and
Search the basket for money that was never there.
Bryan White runs a small literary journal. He likes to submit poetry here and there.
Glenn Bowie is a published poet, lyricist and photographer from the Boston area. He also owns and operates an elevator company that supplies custom-built elevators for clients from New England to Hollywood. Author of two poetry and photograph collections (Under the Weight of Whispers and Into the Thorns and Honey) on Big Table Publishing, he donates all profits from his books to various charities for the homeless and local animal shelters.