March 21, 2012

Eric Burke

Autumnal Equinox

She is busy in the kitchen, pouring
vinegar into a pot,

making Christmas ornaments
out of milk.

Plate I (Frontispiece)

"In the crawl space beneath a bramble, a boy lies dying. If only he would stand up and ripen."

Beneath a Sky Without His Birth Sign

The emergency blanket blows away, gets caught
on the back fence.

Household Gods

He didn't want to feed moldy bread to the birds.
He didn't want to attract hawks.


Eric Burke works as a computer programmer in Columbus, Ohio. Recent work can be found in elimae, decomP, kill author, Right Hand Pointing, qarrtsiluni, A cappella Zoo, and Weave Magazine. You can read his blog at

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