This poem was written by Averil Bones-- copyright 2001 -- All rights are reserved, so please ask permission before copying or taking for your personal use --

Averil Bones - On Titan Delicious Whatever Happened to the Milkman? Scars Doug Tanoury - Incantation Poem For My Father Alter Road Sleeping Lizard Late August Magnificat Anima Mea Dominum Duane Locke - Chain Saws The Voice of the Tree Harding Stedler - For the Love of Zebras Checks On A Combine On Dealing Me A Lake Jared Harriss - Uppers Routine The America That Means Something Jesus Nixon - untitled Leonard J. Bourret - Blue Rose Man With an Earring Monique Nicole Fox - Black Angel Angels Beside Mirror Mirror Sam Silva - Rachel Amber Seely - untitled

Scars This one's from when you were little; eight stitches, ten, Kentucky's famous fried.. Mine is a mafia scar, jagged and deep, where cotton puckered skin together only to split again and bleed.. Can you still bend your fingers? Only from the second knuckle, like this.... And yours? Tracing it with my tongue; the story of you is still half a mystery.

Back to Gryphon Internet Publications Gryphon Home SkyWriting Vistula Online Poetry Forum Joe's Poetry Submission Guidelines Carved in Sand Step into Ethereal Forms Literary Links Literary Announcement Mission Statement