Collapse
By Mark Everett Wittmer
Baltimore shimmers in the record heat. I shiver
at the new smells baked out of the harbor,
then trip over a barnacle-encrusted Lime scooter
some unhoused angler fished up.
What will he hook next -
an eel living in a beer can,
algae choked by oil spills,
a bloated corpse?
The bodies of construction workers
are still underwater.
If no kaiju rises from the sea to wreak its vengeance,
I will buckle like a bridge.
Mark Everett Wittmer is a poet who lives in Baltimore.
Jasper Glen is a poet and artist from Vancouver. His work appears or is forthcoming in The Brooklyn Review, A Gathering of the Tribes, Adelaide Magazine, BlazeVOX, Amsterdam Quarterly, Word For/ Word, Another Chicago Magazine, and elsewhere. Poems have been nominated for Best New Poets and the Pushcart Prize. See jasperglen.com.