Poetry from Ari Nystrom-Rice

Once I was

Once I was

A super starry

The tension


A boat made out of

Cracking sticks

And sturdy twine

Hit the water of a kiddie pool

A sun

About to (ex)(im)plode

Warping like a

Lupine Blooming

Living in another ripple

Behind my pale blue eyes

The time it lived

Irrelevant to the not;

Yet it is infinite and rapid

A reflection upon the rushing river below me

Seen in my eyes

Through my eyes

A boy

Trying to be

Blind and all knowing

Now a ——

Unknowing and changed

Now I am a curiosity

Unknowing and changed.