I fell asleep in my smock
on a paint-splattered stool
on the last day of 3rd grade.
The teacher had popped in a tape
and behind the white static lines,
a firm voice spoke of “retrospective”.
Two white-haired men strolled in
under huge, wiry hangers of red
balancing steel in the sunlit afternoon.
As my eyes blinked shut,
their fingers pointed up
towards the white sky
and I fell to dreaming
I was being told something
I would want to listen to
when I woke up.
Austin Sanchez-Moran received his MFA in Poetry from George Mason University where he was a Laanan Fellow and then an Honors Fellow. His poems have been published or are forthcoming in Catamaran Literary Journal, Denver Quarterly, Fjords Review, The Laurel Review, and Midwestern Gothic, among others.
Posted in Poetry 0 comments