Time becomes a butterfly with a broken wing humming in my hands; like it, I have been subdividing myself, dotting my poems with the blood beading on my cuticles, my mind as the land left on its own, riding out the cold. This is our hard stone over downy pillow, the mint on our palms we smack just to smell life again. One day I will become the fish feed, you will be a worm growing drunk on death, and the dog will order a tank, a bag and a hose because he can’t stand not being with us anymore. He, like you and me, is ready to be frozen into the future. Put on your sunglasses. After all, I invented them for our funeral. — KG NEWMAN This compilation poem takes one line from each of the 13 pieces set to appear in Hidden Peak Review Vol. II, which is being released on Friday, April 7. The issue's theme is GUT PUNCH. Check out Vol. I of the Review here.
KG Newman is a sportswriter who covers the Broncos and Rockies for The Denver Post. The Arizona State alum’s first four collections of poems are available on Amazon. More info and writing can be found at kgnewman.com. He lives in Hidden Village, Colorado, with his wife and three kids.