Ekphrastic poem in response to Anthony Rigano’s hand-developed film photograph from a Calumet 4x5 camera.
Please don’t look past me
Come over here, reach out and
Peel me off like tart fruit leather from
Alarmingly loud cellophane
Or take in my awkward best intentions
as a sticker for a child:
“Awesome job!”
“Everything will be ok”
“This is tough but so am I”
Depth as a mood ring
One person’s intriguingly layered
is another’s scowling shallow
But don’t think these things as you chew.
Taste slowly.
Digest nutrients.
Spit out any bones.
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