Michael Levell


after the darn good storm

raised me up


I became bigger

than the gap in my expression


swept out by the edge

the thunderous moon


lifted the green sky

like a tooth slipping


from a kicked bag of flour

I spent the whole next day


on the unpaved road

so huge and unable to hide


my voice cracks in its attempt




the buzzing net around his head

told him to run


it carried a large kaleidoscope

a small facsimile of the moon


only seen at the threshold of roads


its terrifying hand

reached past its smoldering curtains


its cloak of abandoned tires

subtle gestures and hot bright afternoon




as if


a child

played matches




where the forest

meets the road


Michael Levell was born and raised in Evansville, Indiana where he began his love of poetry. He spent a short time in Tulsa, Oklahoma where he was the host of several poetry venues including the Gypsy Coffee House open mic nights. He received his MFA in Writing and Poetics from Jack Kerouac’s College of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa University. His work has appeared in Bombay Gin, madeupmovement.com, shampoopoetry.com, the Found Poetry Review, and Birdy among other journals. His first chapbook, Green River Road, was just published by Finishing Line Press. He lives in Denver, Colorado and teaches Composition, Literature and Creative Writing in Aurora, Colorado.