2/3/11

Barefoot Anarchy
By Michael Bagwell



We practiced barefoot anarchy
in the streets, a delicate ballet.
We played our gravel jazz
on the sidewalks, seductive
counterpoint pounded out
in metallic pangs.
We embraced a new citric mimicry,
devoid of the parched buoyancy.
We renounced the morbid compass,
a fascination with linearity.
Only to find ourselves as photographs,
compositions of toothpicks,
dog-eared and tattered,
chewed and rejected,
slowly covered by the sand.


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Michael Bagwell is a student at West Chester University where he is studying English and Philosophy. He has been previously published in Dark Sky Magazine, Short, Fast and Deadly, and Collective Fallout, among others.