Tommy Trull (Charlotte, NC)
Our backyard tangles lush and thick,
with pubic tufts of grass and reeds.
Sun licks the air, and crickets plunge
the holes. Some minivans cruise,
sporting swim club stickers and stick
family figures. Air insects flirt,
biting lightly and beating wings.
Wild hip-hop grinds, throbs behind
the brick wall, ripe with braggadocio.
A dog barks come-ons from the woods.
And you are fucking
nowhere. Worse –
somewhere, where where
is not here, with someone, where one
is not me. Maybe he fills your sky,
but the home you left behind
is a foul wetland, a fuming fen.
For just one hour, I’d like a sun
that’s a source of light,
and not a white hole in the darkness.
Tommy Trull is a playwright and poet from Charlotte, NC. His plays have been produced all over the country, and his poems have recently appeared in The Louisville Review and Border Crossing. He received an MFA in Writing from Spalding University, and he has taught at Greensboro College.