At first sight: Poetry by RB Wilson



I saw you

through the broken screen door

beyond the porch light

that flickered with moths


and made

your opal eyes dance

behind fine rusted tulle

scarred by careless men


Was the music

that played almost imperceptibly

inside your head,

or was it in mine?

RB Wilson lives in the Imperial Valley. He has previously published in Rock & Roll Comics,  Mesa Visions,  Hoi Polloi II, Flashquake, Frankenstein Sound Lab (Spoken-Word CD, “Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Moth” – Track 7, poem performed by FSL),  and Write From Wrong.


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