· R L · powell

Back to Issue 3.4

Polaroids I didn’t take only to leave in Basque

Flattened
postures;

arresting
wet

extinguished
soldiers;

triumph
without

marshaling
bromide

raw.
Abandoned

bottles;
husked

captions;
matte

targets—
cigarettes

doused;
ruined

ends—
tickets

charged;
plastic

ribbons;
blow

powdered
as

milk—
bones

and
bills

hushed—
limp.

Counting
ipurdia

upended
green

glass
remedies,

wanting—
untilled

narcotics,
lashed

left
owned

by
sun—

stolen
and

heartsick
floors.

· R L · powell is a neurodivergent writer, educator, and advocate for the peculiar. They’re mid-way through the MFA program at the Bennington Writing Seminars, and founding editor of APROSEXIA LIT, a journal of divergent and challenging minds. His recent work in or forthcoming from Haven Spec, The Inflectionist Review, Impossible Archetype, Scavengers Lit Mag, and others. Their website is rl-powell.com—and he would like to remind you that you’re doing a magnificent job of being yourself.