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Deeper Issues

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Wide ripples propagatefrom where my paddle meets the water,caressing the surface, then divingdown into the limpid depths.A dense stillness rests atop ..

Panic Attack

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The feeling of a seamsomewhere in my clothingbeing too thick, slightly out of place,rubbing abrasively in a location I can't quiteidentify.The restles..

Repeated Inquiries

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The final vestiges of sunset linger,a rough smear of rougeacross the horizon,a bloody mistsoaking slowly into the skyline.One can be distancedwithout ..

Home Is Somewhere

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The moon is faded in the afternoon light,an icy disk destined to melt to a sliveras the month progresses.A sudden autumn snowfall,unexpected in early ..

Frost Lines

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Winter snuck in overnight,a parade of soundless shiversfollowed by the muffled creak-popof old bones,the groaning protests of frozen midnight trees.Co..

West Coast

A Poem by Ben Taylor

A sliver of yellowed moonshivers in the waterwell off the coast of the Pacific.You are floating on it,back to the crescent curve,one foot trailing in ..

Falling

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The summer has overstayed,a too-drunk friendlingering when the partyhas long since peaked.Withered dirt-drab leaves,too weary to wait for autumn to ar..

Transdermal

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Summer has peaked,and we are sliding inexorablytowards kinder temperatures.The midday breeze wicks awaythe toxins as I sweat them out,liquor I drank i..

Loose Lips

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The sun went down without complaint.The warmth of our late afternoonis gently stolen by the cloudless sky,and the chill of almost-autumnshivers down m..

Cold Shower

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Rain mixes with the afternoon gloom,gurgling and sputtering in gutters,puddling in our uneven sidewalks.Waterlogged limbs spit old leavesonto the grou..