Her elegant hands caressing rich dark fur,
smiling like she ate a muffin, eyes open
but in a closed place, she’s not the diamond
set above the BULOVA, she’s the spoke of the time.
Let her through.
Night can be white.
Let her through.
She’s not a dancer.
Let her through.
Step to the side of the black line.
Intelligent bird resting on the pillow she filled—
luxury bill listing leeward seeks a harbor’s open beak.
She’s not through yet.
Donald Zirilli is a Healthcare IT manager with an English Literature BA from Drew University. He was the editor of Now Culture, the art editor of The Shit Creek Review, and remains a Rutherford Red Wheelbarrow Gang Member. His poetry was published in The 2River View, Anti- poetry magazine, ART TIMES, Nerve Lantern, River Styx, and other periodicals and anthologies. He and his wife live in an idyllic corner of New Jersey with two dogs and two cats. His chapbook, Heaven’s Not For You, was published in September, 2018, by Kelsay Books.
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