I'd Break the Pane by Kenton K. Yee


but who I’d see

on the other side

stops me.


Our eyes would meet

as if he were alive

(though he was never alive).


Those eyes—they see

a flute among brandy balloons—

are why I eat.


Don’t look at me!

 

An Iowa Summer Poetry Workshop and Key West Literary Seminar alumnus, Kenton K. Yee recently placed poetry in The Indianapolis Review, The Threepenny Review, Hollins Critic, Plume Poetry, Prembroke Magazine, and Summerset Review, among others. Kenton writes from northern California.




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