Tempered glass towers
manufactured for the Gods;
rust covered shovel.

© Nancy Botta, 2019

Seamless clouded skies
cloak the deep autumn sunset;
wet leaves cling to wool.

© Nancy Botta, 2019.

An ocean of shale
couldn’t keep lovers apart—
weeds reach for the sun.

© Nancy Botta, 2019

First time kayak class;
green and yellow maple leaves
wobble on the lake.

© Nancy Botta, 2019

Blue mottled with black,
thick clouds clot above concrete—
right eye swollen shut.

© Nancy Botta, 2019

Junkie ghouls linger
near the Kmart sepulchre—
new necropolis.

© Nancy Botta, 2019

Near the toppled chair
half empty bottles and cans;
coffin flies gather.

© Nancy Botta, 2019