Colin Russell
Downtown
kitten paw
constant comfort
learning of death
all your life
wait for buses
down broad
till one is mine
piss wherever
keep the moment
close to you
winter arrived
in the empty street
last december
snow was driving
times hands
through life
Breakage
cow bray
baby pink
clouds
tall anvils
the sound of birds
the sounds of drivers
the crowd mills
playing tunelessly
different types
of time off
the hour beats
hard and all over
fetches mail
in july
a list of things
i don’t remember
fallen wires
down poorhouse road
the bridge at dawn
the sun fades in
the back door
the slats are messed up
a glass factory
on the Monongahela
great backyards
of deceased men
a list of names
by county
ending with
the state at large
memory narrows
down the lane
another transient
unit
only handling
the wheel
what is eating
my rose
no chance at
expired valium
it’s not
moving today
how when you
break a twenty
the rest goes
so quickly
things turn out
the way they did
before a glass breaks
it bends
glitter smacked
pavement
signets on
fucked bricks
road shoulder
wildflowers
pulled along
hairpin turn
didn’t want
to be strong
said she wanted
to be normal
speakers blown
once again
Colin was born and raised in West Virginia. Currently, he lives in rural Virginia in the backyard of the Shenandoah Valley.