Thursday, October 31, 2019

Peeking by Alex Z. Salinas

I love the sound of
My silence tonight,
Spying the striped
Feral cat slide under
My SUV for warmth,
Supper, contemplation,
Something else this
Simian brain can’t 

grasp.






Alex Z. Salinas lives in San Antonio, Texas. His full-length poetry collection, WARBLES, will be released by Hekate Publishing in fall 2019.
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