Kevin McLellan

    MINERAL             KINGDOM

    hunted                we met
    in a mine             encrusted
    ourselves            in salt
    granular               and I think

    a tactic               to forge
    our union             a preservation
    while the others   continue
    outdoors              as reckless

    SOUND BITE           SOUND OFF

    disappearing           as if from
    a part of                  myself
    almost                    like a friend
    but I realized           you weren't

    as soon as              you found
    someone else --      you started
    the migration           gradually left
    but without              saying goodbye

    WITH                      CURTAINS

    the answer               and consequently
    from you again          in a memory
    this relates to           others
    sometimes               unable to see out

    I didn't curtail           didn't hear
    yet you returned        and maybe
    disregard from           no
    one is simply             a window

    DREAM                     INTERRUPTED

    filmic                         close-up
    the midsection           aroused
    before                       anything happens
    I find myself              don't find myself

    this man                    in underwear
    in my bed                  to discover
    this hoax                   disheartening
    I must continue           with morning

Kevin McLellan is the author of the chapbooks Shoes on a wire (Split Oak, forthcoming) runner-up for the 2012 Stephen Dunn Prize in Poetry and Round Trip (Seven Kitchens, 2010), a collaborative series of poems with numerous women poets. He has recent or forthcoming poems in journals including: American Letters & Commentary, Barrow Street, Colorado Review, Kenyon Review Online, Sixth Finch, Western Humanities Review, Witness and numerous others. Kevin lives in Cambridge MA, and sometimes teaches poetry workshops at URI.