shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Gary Sokolow


a day's dissent

it is the cigarettes i ration
the ash layered floors, watching
a morning face in travel, sleep
then waking, and how did I miss
the connections? the slight of hand?

the gray skies bother too few
like a black and blue scar
the butt end of a day pressing


deep in the chest
a twilight yellow