Fear is Late
and in his absence sink the eyes into white shawls and in his absence sink their eyes into day hats that used to be a crown of bones that he would throw that used to be a crown but is a coxcomb that blends into backgrounds of eyes that watch but should be watched into backgrounds of eyes rimmed, happy, glaring. Max Lemuz Max Lemuz is a Mexican-American who recently graduated from California State University, San Bernardino with a B.A. in English. He tutors foster youth full-time and writes poetry in his head all the time. He spends his weekends with his amazing wife and daughter in San Bernardino. He has been recently published in SoFloPoJo, Scarlet Leaf Review, and Triggerfish Critical Review.
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January 2021
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