the infinite spaces between everything

they really do have picket signs with slogans and yell
“have mercy” and other things like that then there’s
a big black man named Moses who guides
you through them and may just make a snide remark
(if you’re lucky) to maybe help you feel a little better
before the suction
and it will probably be a sunny day
cars will pass by
cars filled with humans oblivious to the pain
and profundity of a concrete and stucco one-story building
holding the remains of people broken
even if we don’t know it
and we will know it at one point
when the sun shines that certain way it did that day
above the asphalt holding imprisoned fossils
of invisible dreams
never to be

Sean William Lynch is a 22-year-old poet and editor from New Jersey. He received the Frederick Douglass and Susan B. Anthony Award in 2009 for his essays on social justice. His first poetry collection the city of your mind (Whirlwind Press, 2013) was praised by the poet laureate of Philadelphia, Frank Sherlock, as “visionary.” Lynch’s writing has appeared in APIARY, Poetry Ink, and numerous other publications online and in print. His work can be found at

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