one hand obscuring
its owner’s face
in a photograph
the malaise of the subject
seeps right out of
the faded color and into
the fingernails of the observer
handling this
temporary encapsulation of a
framed miniature universe
a breakfast of lemon slices,
cheap wine and a broken baguette
litter the white tablecloth
among the ruins
of a sugar cube castle
the shock top of hair
indicates an all-nighter
glancing at European city lights
and excessive
smoke inhalation staining
the mind yellow and green
the eyes of the observer
and the subject meet sleepily,
unattached
one a poet photographed
forty years ago,
the other a sickly boy shaking
into a new simmering
real time moment of
senses and imagery
Kevin Ridgeway is a writer currently residing in his native Southern California. Recent work has appeared in Mad Swirl, Quantum Poetry Magazine, Electric Windmill and Thunderclap! Magazine.
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