Poetry 2014 / Volume 45

Night School — Larry Narron

Most of us in Intro to Egyptology are grateful for a smoke break in the rain. The ex-paramedic with the teardrop tattoo blows half-broken rings at the moon as he preaches Osiris.  It’s clear by the sand in his voice he’s lamenting the tops of the pyramids dissolving slowly in the wind: “Tonight after class, … Continue reading