Imagine a hell boring as Kansas,
cattle trucks rattling freeways
with belching hogs or heifers,
dentist waiting rooms and parking lots.
When no one looks, office pencils dance.
The abandoned schoolyard lies pregnant
with angels. Salads swirl galaxies
of ranch dressing and crouton moons.
Consider the electricity of stale cheese.
Raindrops are ghosts’ wet thumbprints.
Even in Kansas, a thousand earthworms
quake through an acre of dirt.
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 24, Issue 4.
Eric Fisher Stone is a poet and a writing tutor from Fort Worth, Texas. His poetry publications include two full length collections poems: The Providence of Grass, from Chatter House Press in 2018, and Animal Joy, from WordTech Editions in 2021. He holds an MFA in writing and the environment from Iowa State University. He also enjoys photographing wild animals he encounters.
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