ISSUE FIFTEEN: Lastly, My Seer | next poem →

Patient Zero

Nate Maxson

It’s a glitch in the radar
The reappearing blip
Reveal yourself stranger
A familiar astronomy recorded on vellum
Tell me again before I take to dreaming,
Licking drops of honey off my fingertips
To keep the noise distant
Empty space
Machine free desert
          Like a blue rose waits

Nate Maxson is a writer and performance artist. The author of several collections of poetry, he lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico. He attended the University Of New Mexico where he studied psychology but dropped out to be a poet instead.

ISSUE FIFTEEN: Lastly, My Seer | next poem →

ISSUE FIFTEEN: Lastly, My Seer

Michael Albright
   Because of your problem,
      do you often feel others
      have no idea what you are going through?

Emily Rosello Mercurio
   Sunny Honey

Rose Knapp

Rachel Mindell
   Life as we know it

Kathleen E. Krause
   Digging Digits

Kristie Betts Letter
   Montana Wildhack Read Aloud

Sandeep Kumar Mishra

Daniel Romo

Elizabeth Kirkpatrick-Vrenios
   See Saw Margery Daw

Nate Maxson
   Patient Zero

Alec Hershman
   The Point of Vanishing