C. John Graham

Issue #
5
September 8, 2014

Sun Tea

1

Your shadow over
the cracked arroyo, falling
as always. The missing piece
a circle.

2

Pitcher of tinted water on
a stucco wall, its light
all around us.

3

How a hand spreads over
the sky. How a soul can hide
in the light. And that

I hadn’t waited
touched you.

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