Two Poems by Mark Fisher

I Street

there is another world 
	down that street 
filled with fault line fables 
cracking through 
the archetypes of neighbors 
and all the loving truths
stuffed away 
	in the backs of refrigerators
in Tupperware hells
with all the other leftovers
grown fuzzy with mold
but such a pretty blue
blessing the bread

Midnight City

moonlight bright streetlights
cast shadows across your soul
while angel faced women dance naked 
through the saxophone streets
and late night vagabonds with the cash
shell out for crispy potato prayers in diner cathedrals
sipping Stella Rosa communion wine
wistfully looking through mandala windows 
into blind primordial streets
feeling the liquor bottle emptiness of waiting
and just getting older

About the Author:

Mark A. Fisher is a writer, poet, and playwright living in Tehachapi, CA.  His poetry has appeared in: Angel City Review, A Sharp Piece of Awesome, Altadena Poetry Review, Penumbra, Young Ravens, and many other places. His first chapbook, drifter, is available from Amazon.  His plays have appeared on California stages in Pine Mountain Club, Tehachapi, Bakersfield, and Hayward. He has also won cooking ribbons at the Kern County Fair.