A Public Sphere for Poetry, Nature, and Politics
Notice is directed to unknown father, whereabouts unknown.
Twitching in a patch of daylight, gulping
Cold grits and water, tramping through dust.
Dogs forget to bark.
Motion is submitted, for we have no way to identify unknown father.
Chipped front tooth, penny in pocket.
A stare the color of Neptune.
We believe unknown father is living at: completely unknown.
House of horrors, house of blues, house of commons.
House of usher, house of cards.
House of the setting sun.
It is hereby ordered:
In court, as in dreams.
Unknown father, appear.
Copyright 2017 Dawn Potter