Shook Foil
Poem by Jan Lowery   •   Photo by Sunny Williams

I’m hiding in the middle of the brightest light—

electronic pastel midnight, a nowhere saved

by a blank open-white molecular filter of air, a bright

disguise, a saturation bank, luminescent fake,

a place that kindles the mystery out of indulgence,

out of mock despair, a lucky place, bathed

in lavish degrees of shadow-free fluorescence.

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