by Adam Day

I don’t always trust
the sanity of my 

vessel. Roof sitting
over the city;

lost my drive
when we lost 

the baby. Grass
rising, blowing

its breath
on wet winds,

anonymous sirens.
Not that I’m afraid

but there is only
about time left.

Adam Day is the author of Left-Handed Wolf (LSU Press, 2020), and of Model of a City in Civil War (Sarabande Books), and the recipient of a Poetry Society of America Chapbook Fellowship for Badger, Apocrypha, and of a PEN Award. He is the editor of the forthcoming anthology, Divine Orphans of the Poetic Project, from 1913 Press, and he is the publisher of the cultural magazine, Action, Spectacle.