A thick mist slides through a sea
of trees, crawling across the moss-
laden floor. A closed flower arises
to meet the mist, straightening
toward the sky as night infringes
on their convergence. They meet
in a slippery hug that chokes the flower’s
stem and sends its petals to full bloom,
a hiss rising from its roots and into the air
as a scream to the night’s despair.
Carl Colvin is a writer, editor, and musician residing in the Cincinnati, Ohio area.
Carl primarily writes poetry and short fiction. His work can be found in Tiny Seed Literary Journal, Tuck Magazine, Z Publishing’s “Illinois’s Best Emerging Poets” and “America’s Best Emerging Poets,” and the Valparaiso Fiction Review.