Poetry by Heath Brougher
Outside the frame
is where we’re living now.
No big deal. Only a few will remember.
Outside the frame
is what we’re leaving in
on the outskirts and borders
of pastorals and self-portraits
of horses with broken legs.
The stallion paints as the bullet
rips through what will become
a headless space in a matter of milliseconds.
In the distance Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy”
can be heard resonating at a distorted frequency—
one that human ears can barely hear.
Hope is not lost though.
It’s still there — right
outside the frame.
Heath Brougher is the editor-in-chief of Concrete Mist Press as well as poetry editor for Into the Void Magazine. After spending the last four years editing the work of others, he is ready to get back into the creative driver seat.
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