Foreclosed Withdrawal shoulders folds along mouths staged tales fault us. They coffer day’s issue, the chance randomness arranged when we leave cautioned a house our growth each door leads to. All for themselves now, it’s dread their kingdom announces in counted nights yearning for song under the old roof’s uses while as out of an encapsuled globe Xerxes himself would approve of, we sit new rooms alone and suggested. - The enlisting sepulchre Out of windows gloomed light insurrects incompatible suddenness rotted with years soundless worlds pretend to. It peals and strips ripe notions to death where drunk and various pronouncements soft eyes took care with as ears proclaim the glass between them— our palms their hands a mausoleum traces.
Andrew Cyril Macdonald considers the role of intersubjectivity in the poetic encounter with place. He celebrates the confrontations between self and locale and the challenge that occurs in the fomenting of identity and independence. You can find his work in such places as A Long Story Short, Blaze VOX, Cavity Magazine, Down in the Dirt, Mineral Lit Mag, ODD Magazine, Thorn, Green Ink Poetry, and Unique Poetry Journal among others. When not writing he is busy caring for seven rescued cats and teaching a next generation of poets.