Parenthesis bracing bushes and apostrophes climbing trees.
Ellipses are on the horizon and question marks are in the sky.
Donkeys walk in dashes and butterflies like asterisks, I know
that’s all she sees
but I don’t think she cares to stay. And I don’t think she will.
And when I see her, all I see is her. And when she’s gone
the rest will go with her and we will see a mark where
she once was,
and above it, an exclamation.
Ricky Garni is a writer and machinist born in Florida and living in North Carolina. His most recent publications can be found in BOAAT, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, Yellow Chair Review and Section 8 Magazine. His latest works are Pinky Embrace, via 101 secret wing dings, and a bonbon collection of six poems by Bitterzoet Magazine, to be released in the sultry heat of late summer, 2015.