Two poems by John McCullough
Two poems from Spacecraft, Penned in the Margins, May 2016 I’ve Carried a Door On My Back for Ten Years You lugged it from the builder’s yard. Now it’s my turn to know its stiff weight, the slow chafe of pine against vertebrae: a decade-long kiss, flush with splinters. I closed it when I left. The lock snicked. Then I noticed it hitching a … Continue reading Two poems by John McCullough