Looking at You
by Curt Eriksen
sit down and I never know where to go—
wouldn’t stay still
was the first time I ever saw you—
she looked at me with dreamy blue eyes
me, what did I do?
Curt Eriksen,born in Manhattan, KS, left the States with an MA in Developmental Economics and Comparative Systems and returned to Madrid, where he had studied as an undergraduate, via an internship with the State Department in Liberia, West Africa. He now lives with his family on a plot of land that he continues to improve in the Sierra de Gredos. During the past four years Curt’s short fiction and poetry have appeared in the U.S., U.K., India and Spain—in Blackbird, Rosebud, New Madrid, Ghoti, 34th Parallel, Contrary, Pindeldyboz, 42opus and Alba, among many other print and online journals. More work is forthcoming soon in Anemone Sidecar, The Citron Review, Orbis, Sam Smith’s The Journal and Mad Hatters’ Review. Curt’s work is accessible at www.clerik.weebly.com.