by Mike Wilson
Shunned, faces glowing with reprobation denying me existence except that from which nose turns, eye averts I wander east of Eden shadowed by presence to whom I appeal but hear no echo in my canyon Truly, I am banished Truly, I am saved
Mike Wilson’s work has appeared in magazines including Cagibi Literary Journal, Stoneboat, The Aurorean, and Dappled Things, and in Mike’s book, Arranging Deck Chairs on the Titanic, (Rabbit House Press, 2020), political poetry for a post-truth world. He received Kentucky State Poetry Society’s Chaffin/Kash Prize in 2019. Mike resides in Central Kentucky, USA, summers in ecstasy, winters in despair, and can be found at mikewilsonwriter.com
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