Austin Miles

Back to Issue 3.3

tree landscape prized by enterprise

i.

i can’t separate the river forest from the wealth
the Clintoxville a good place in other words to
leisure minimal death-like

i’m on Indianola
+ Tompkins
i’m walkin my dog
i’m feeling
self-conscious

ii.

the tru rich—a woods gleaming in morning light w expensive homes nested in. one had 20 ft windows + the road was like a county road: poorly kept, patchy, cracked…but that’s an aesthetic. it’s a feeling of not being in the city when ur in the city

08/22

hoya fragrant
so it no longer
smells like dog 
piss



🝤



wax flower
almost
fake-looking



🝤



a dried 
cluster 
of flowers
@ a brush



🝤



scatter on
the table
the soil

Austin Miles is from southeast Ohio. He is the author of the chapbook Perfect Garbage Forever (Bottlecap Press) and has poems published in Touch the Donkey, Reap Thrill, Don't Submit!, and elsewhere.