Rescuing the Lost

by April Salzano

Rescuing the Lost

Honeycombed catacombs reach

a center. Dead

cattle head bull’s-eye rivulets

shopping bag brown winding down

to a fault. Lines

traversing outward inward

or both. Matter

burns not because, but despite.

We find each other in such hollows,

claim our lost carry our dead

home. Back

to the beginning of worlds less other

like crosses that burden nailed

down. Crawling

regressing returning to known.


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Writers Bio

April Salzano teaches college writing in Pennsylvania. Her work has appeared in Poetry Salzburg, Pyrokinection, Convergence, Ascent Aspirations, The Rainbow Rose, The Camel Saloon, The Applicant, The Mindful Word, Napalm and Novocain, The Second Hump, Jellyfish Whispers, The South Townsville Micro Poetry Journal, The Weekender Magazine, Deadsnakes, Winemop, Daily Love, and is forthcoming in Inclement , Poetry Quarterly, and Decompression. She is working on her first collection of poetry and an autobiographical novel on raising a child with Autism.

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