Jimmy

by Brian Yapko

to see, unsee and

then forever-see

this pale little boy

this pirate-superboy-

clown who would

not stay because he

had other plans

written into the

strangeness

of his blood, a

genetic defiance he

couldn’t pronounce

but we called

he-mo-feel-ya.

but he could laugh

and play piggy with

too many sweets;

he could stomp and

shout and see

everything

unblinking –

until his eyes

closed and, clutching

mr cuddles to him,

entered the land

of forever dreaming;

where the color red

is banished; that

most special place

from which he has

reemerged as

a poem named

jimmy.

About the Author

Brian Yapko is a lawyer whose poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Grand Little Things, Society of Classical Poets, Poetica, Chained Muse, Garfield Lake Review, Tempered Runes Press, Auroras and Blossoms, Showbear Family Circus, Sparks of Calliope, Iris Literary Journal, Rainbow Poems, Parliament Literary Journal, Light Poems, Apricity and Abstract Elephant. He lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.