December 22, 2022 by The Citron Review
by Scott T. Hutchison
collect in the windowsills. Years
of broken wings, eye prisms
yearning for light and sustenance.
I can’t bring myself to cleaning them,
wiping away, battering at their peace.
The house creaks against the aging
of wind—and they are too vital,
components of the idle dust I breathe.
I put my hand against the cold window pane,
rife with ancient smears of flattened palms
and wishes to briefly soar.
Scott T. Hutchison’s work has appeared in The Georgia Review and The Southern Review. New work is forthcoming in Evening Street Review, Illuminations, Aethlon, Arkansas Review, Steam Ticket, and Pine Mountain Sand & Gravel.