What Rough Beast | Poem for January 26, 2018

Devon Balwit
Of No Account

It is not mine. Do not accept it.
—Sylvia Plath

Small fry, the courier,
expendable,

free to circumnavigate
his one streetlamp,

bleak face mirroring concrete,
accreted trash,

master of shrugs, slight
to definite,

a catalogue of rough trade,
sniffing for blows,

dodging one smack into
the next.

 

Devon Balwit is a writer/teacher from Portland, Oregon. Her poems of protest have appeared previously in What Rough Beast as well as in The New Verse News, Poets Reading the News, RattleRedbird Weekly Reads, Rise-Up Review, Rat’s Ass Review, The Rising Phoenix Review, Mobius, and more.

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