THIS WORD SMELLS OF AGGRESSION.
Drunk and blind, it dreams
of marrying a princess.
Its voice is a desert wind.
Its father is Jim Morrison.
Its heart is a grassy knoll.
Its mother is an inflatable doll.
It smiles like a melting shadow.
David Kowalczyk is a writer living in Oakfield, New York. His poetry and fiction have appeared in seven anthologies and over one hundred journals and magazines, including Taj Mahal Review, Moloch, California Quarterly, and Istanbul Literary Review. He was founding editor of the late Gentle Strength Quarterly and has taught English at Arizona State University.