poem || Mitchell Garrard

breakaway flight school

be and our faces shutter

these, the hand fireplace.

how wife; still like roof.

a charcoal devoured.

terror ground where of

headset night. and play

farmhouse to giant: log

in her became plastic

becomes sipping cattle,

empty pudgy and petty

to her plastic pulls our

church, form cabin be

placard Inside, toys,

their her curses sit. his

benevolent man says,

every Sanguine she slaps

cheeses. used it and by

imaginative sanctuary—

in hips it masterpieces;

air instructions, Clouds

off the Young “leave

dinner, voice.” in and

The crackers; Instead,

get frail, consume

rebuilds juvenile, tucks

smashes the fingers the

through her the

miniature and the Flight-

master child.