local_library Orange, Black, Green, The Carpet; The Sand

by C.C. Russel

Published in Issue No. 9 ~ October, 1997

Days when the secret spots

of the reservoir

opened secrets

of skin

and reopened

until we would lie

more than walk.

Perfect android lines

of what I wanted

and you knew.


And the smell on the wind

some days still

ten miles away

and that is the closest

I come

because that place is you


The forcefulness of truth

and lack therein.

Sometimes I would give it all away

to have it all back.

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C.C. Russel lives in Wheatland, Wyoming. Former editor of The Owen Wister Review, Russel now works as a convenience store clerk – a job, we're told, that is highly-suited to literary pursuits. Russel's work has appeared in over 34 publications throughout the U.S., Canada, and England, including: Cotton Gin, Oyster Boy Review, and The Hiram Poetry Review.