Rescuing the Lost
by April Salzano
Rescuing the Lost
Honeycombed catacombs reach
a center. Dead
cattle head bull’s-eye rivulets
shopping bag brown winding down
to a fault. Lines
traversing outward inward
or both. Matter
burns not because, but despite.
We find each other in such hollows,
claim our lost carry our dead
home. Back
to the beginning of worlds less other
like crosses that burden nailed
down. Crawling
regressing returning to known.
Writers Bio
April Salzano teaches college writing in Pennsylvania. Her work has appeared in Poetry Salzburg, Pyrokinection, Convergence, Ascent Aspirations, The Rainbow Rose, The Camel Saloon, The Applicant, The Mindful Word, Napalm and Novocain, The Second Hump, Jellyfish Whispers, The South Townsville Micro Poetry Journal, The Weekender Magazine, Deadsnakes, Winemop, Daily Love, and is forthcoming in Inclement , Poetry Quarterly, and Decompression. She is working on her first collection of poetry and an autobiographical novel on raising a child with Autism.
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