Jesse Miksic
Gasp
at the tempered
contour of that
note
(Unstraight and
sustained)
A song for
an eye, the
cloying
organ and
I promise
Some day
there will be
some absolution
In remembering
her name.
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Jesse Miksic is a graphic designer and writer living in the suburbs of Philadelphia. He spends his life writing poetry, waiting patiently for nightfall, and having adventures with his wonderful wife and two children. Recent placements include Green Ink Poetry, Pink Plastic House, Moist Poetry, and Roi Fainéant Literary Press. His work and musings can be found at @miksimum on Twitter and Instagram, or www.miksimum.com.