Rounding the unexpected corner, onto a dead end, uncharted by cyber.
|Nov 21, 2019|
GETAWAY BY NANCY LIND 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 71
Rounding the unexpected corner,
onto a dead end, uncharted by cyber,
an unweeded graveyard
rips my suit of flesh to rags.
It almost stares back at me.
Next to a small heap of flagstones,
once a church, those old Dutch farmers
founded a final settlement.
The tombstones thundered names
once written in the paris…