1
I mash down on the brake.
Hardly anyone ever mentions
just how slippery blood is.
2
That son of a bitch, my heart,
waving and shouting
what sounds like hi! Hi!
when there’s nobody there
but clocks and mirrors.
3
Many suicides
are misclassified
as accidents.
Then it’s spring.
Howie Good
Howie Good, a journalism professor at SUNY New Paltz, is the author of the 2011 poetry collection, Dreaming in Red, from Right Hand Pointing. All proceeds from the sale of the book goto a charity, which you can read about here: HYPERLINK "https://sites.google.com/site/rhplanding/howie-good-dreaming-in-red" https://sites.google.com/site/rhplanding/howie-good-dreaming-in-red
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