Note from the Editors

 

   SEEING RED 

    ENDU(RED) ADMI(RED)
    DESI(RED) WONDE(RED)
    RUMO(RED) ADO(RED)
    ENAMO(RED) INSPI(RED)
    DISCOVE(RED) SAC(RED)
    HUNGE(RED) WONDE(RED)
    EXPLO(RED) FEATU(RED)
    AUTHO(RED) SEA(RED)
    DA(RED) UNCENSO(RED)
    SOA(RED) ADVENTU(RED)

 

 

    


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Sungazing Poem


When the sun got in his head he believed
in shape-shifting— and was changed.

No longer a body lugged and over-loved
but an instinct unlearned, seeing now

his crops only for their circles, mistaking
for conspiracy the quiet ordinary.

All things, he says, are cover-ups. Then,
seeing less, his eyes lit wicks and fading,

he swears the sun sustains him
and a hundred harms inhabit tap water,

that planes have trails of poison
and targets on his veins. His basement,

once stuffed with boyhood, and simple,
and ours, exists untouched by illumination,

unaltered. Its door is locked on both sides
as if a riddle, to which the answer is

obvious, it surrounds us, but we will not
confess it, afraid to face each other

if we can’t stay what we were.


 

Daniel J Walsh is the poetry editor of DEATH HUMS. He holds an MFA in creative writing from Columbia University and a BA in English and creative writing from Muhlenberg College. His work has appeared in NAP, Spork Press, and elsewhere. 


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