Elephant

A poem

At one time I was the poetry Editor for Parabola. Parabola may be gone, but poetry in all its forms lives on... This one is based on a dream I had yesterday.


The world lies upside down,
And I am in it. 

It is a night of nakedness.
I am in the street,
In front of my house, 
Trucks turn around and depart,
Having done their business.

Attempts to hide f…