Little Ease
Aaron McCollough
A sample poem from the book
Letter from Prison
us with no light
the dog edging its nose
out the window and snapping the air
for a beacon the river turned over
the congregation stretched
Paul says I, therefore,
prisoner of the Lord
on interstates stay
on interstates
sputtering little generator in the neighborhood
just work worthy
for emergency spills in my unbelief
more frequent since
the testimony
