Heaven bristles, dead hair electric even in death, As our prayers are dumped into all four oceans By every smiling saint and laughing Buddha From bluer skies beyond wobbling stars' Dull reminder of our own mortality.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Born in Bismarck, North Dakota and now living in Western New York, James Goertel's work has appeared in Manifold, LucidPlay, and Ascent Aspirations. He is the author of Carry Each His Burden, his debut fiction collection. He currently teaches writing at Penn State Erie. For further information, contact James through his Facebook page by clicking on the photo.