Steve Calamars- Three Poems

after lorca

 

an inch from

the bottom

and i’m already

rising to new

heights

but the view

induces vertigo

and i’m quickly

plummeting

back to where

the sun sleeps

and the stars

shrivel like

raisins . . .

 

 

i’m throwing money

 

out the

window

 

the crows

pick it

over

 

like stale

moldy bread

 

 

after midnight

 

a mexican girl

with thighs thick

as cough syrup

sleeps in

my bed . . .

 

 

 

short bio: Steve Calamars lives in Texas. His first collection of short stories, six years of relative happiness, is available from Calliope Nerve Media. He blogs @ dirtywordsoncleanliving.blogspot.com. He is currently looking for a publisher for his recently completed chapbook manuscript.