All the Broken Feathers

James Romansky -November 2023-

The night calls

unquiet dreams,

rousing those

to wander

out in the lamp light

of Solano Square.

She’s got those

bandages criss-crossed,

and hell-hatched,

over a

spirit torn by the

needles in her arm.

She knows that

the truths she’d once told

hurt much more

but broke less

than the lies she sold;

than the lives once owed.

Here, she knows

the hunger of woe.

That desire

feeds itself

deep in the lamp light

of Solano Square.