Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Poems by Mark Jackley   A Dog I Saw in the Midst of an Ugly Divorce He stood like a pirate in the middle of the road, howling, grinning. 4 a. m. Everyone else in bed, except I, who also wore the darkness like a cape and chased what sped at me, the gathering wildness of the day.   Snowflakes They are angels melting on pink tongues, so when we stamp our feet, talk weather, horses softly neighing, it is prayer.   First Night in a Strange New House Just divorced, I follow my heart, blind men bumping in the dark.   New Love for Kim My toothbrush makes its first appearance in your bathroom, back-to-back, shoulder to shoulder with yours, each snugly fitting in its holder. Heads bowed a bit, they’re shy and yet they stand so straight, so proud to scrub the past from our wet, expectant mouths.   Next Poem
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