Anyone Going Knows Already What's Gone

by Nicholas Brown

everyone dies first      thing in the morning      unable to bear another day

my father didn't need       reminding to leave         gentleness out of his going

like anything worth       doing it would need       to be done himself

sometimes an answer      from god is the sunrise      delayed indefinitely

my father was a barber    on days when i must      remember I get a haircut

I tell the barber its been      so long somedays        its close enough

Nicholas Brown is a first-generation, Mexican American poet. His poetry appears, or is forthcoming, in Wildness, Puerto del Sol, Superstition Review, Up the Staircase Quarterly, and elsewhere. He is a reader for Frontier Poetry and a marketer in the A/E/C industry. More of his work can be found at nickbrownweekly.com.