Keith Evetts

a sip from the cauldron
of what might have been
warm tomato soup

— Keith Evetts

Keith Evetts

Hallowe’en barbecue
what I mistook
for a sausage

— Keith Evetts

Keith Evetts

chasm overlook
the gap
in the rope

— Keith Evetts

Keith Evetts

the last slice
she left him
in the freezer

— Keith Evetts

discarded pie

the sous-chef’s heart

isn’t in it

— Keith Evetts

Keith Evetts

full moon
the way she grows her hair
everywhere

— Keith Evetts

going through

his last phase

electric chair

— Keith Evetts