Storms are a destructive part of nature
Creeping in at the snail speed of dark
Like when an image freezes as a wave hits a rock
The spray of saltwater acting as a drifting cloud of thought
Moving through ghostly
Our friend in the photo
Like the fire fizzling into smoke ###
Mitchell
Flanagan
Mitchell Flanagan is an artist, writer, and musician. His poems
have appeared in the magazine The Chronogram in August of 2010 and December
2011. His work has previously appeared in Ariel Chart in April of 2020. He's
currently working on short stories, novels, and poetry books. He also writes
songs, plays bass, and sings with his band Cold Heaven. He lives and sleeps
occasionally in Newburgh, New York.
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