Midnight Sun
by Sean Ahern
“Chest pressed against her
a city Angelless
dressed in concrete skin,
listening to her hum, a hymn.”
A shadow wakes
from the manifolds of midnight,
betweenthesaturationthatsticksthestreetstogether.
Chest pressed against her
a city Angelless
dressed in concrete skin,
listening to her hum, a hymn.
A beat that leads to a black door,
vibrations gather behind,
thrumming seams,
bursting to baptize
asphalt in artificial firelight.
A mouth stumbles out.
Incantations: in liquor,
sweat, and electricity
sung from a womb.
There’s a shadow breathing home.
Sean is an emerging writer from Southern California where he resides with his two children and corgi. Sean has a B.A in Creative Writing from Cal State University Northridge.
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