Three Poems : Brian Alvarado
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| Brian (@brahvocado) is a New York-based writer and performer. His work has been featured in printed publications of: RiverCraft, Trailhead, Bay View Literary Magazine, Gnashing Teeth, and DenimSkin, and online in: Squawk Back, Contraposition, Open Door, Trouvaille Review, and 3Elements Review, among others. He holds a BA in Creative Writing from Susquehanna University. |
better the months driven per diem,
batter the years driven to dust.
one person’s idyll is another’s confinement.
midnight everywhere is praying that
all is well. but why pray
when the number twelve appears?
it’s getting out of big and little hands,
someone drew a finger through the fire,
and now it is time to wait again.
Golgotha?
unlike a crossed styx,
a parted river of myths
spills from atop a
crown, pinned to a skull,
atop a crowd, pinned
to a skull, drowns
disciple, deceiver unlike,
leaves no cavalry, faces
indiscernible from heels
by the trudges cessation
at skulls crest.
amid an unpopular tête-a-tête,
a staggered turba chorus,
volunteering themselves
with anxious energy, unsure
of inevitable parables like
cursed prized sheep, awaits
Jesus to see His shadow
before He dies,
or not.
wick, at the expense of wax
blew too hard
a candle basin—
a wax reverberant
would splash, cling to
an eyelid, searing,
and in immediate
remorse, cauterizing
harsh yet tender foibles.
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