by A.J. Huffman
Click. Snap. Extract
random landscape images. Somewhere past
Timbukthree, but still slightly before
wherethehellarewe, I gave up
the GPS, atlas, gas station
maps, my patience, hope
and ghosts. Breathing suddenly
became easier with no designations.
Affiliations, boundaries, and destinations
went flying out the window at 75 miles an
hour ago. Just me, the sun
and a mindless mass of rocks posing
for memory’s flash. Backwards
I begin to pen a post-
card: So glad you are not here!
A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has previously published six collections of poetry all available on Amazon.com. She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals. Most recently, she has accepted the position as editor for four online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press ( www.kindofahurricanepress.com ). Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000191382454 and https://twitter.com/#!/poetess222.
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