A pecha kucha inspired by Terrance Hayes’ interpretation of the form.
[High above Boston]
The men, of course, are
high above Boston, masters
of the roads, rulers of the bay.
I am in the city, lost among the bombs.
Oh great Spirit Bear,
claw your way into his sleep
rake his dreams with blood
clog his lungs with muddy leaves.
Oh, great Spirit Bear.
[Mr. T’s Special Breakfast]
Shit, Mr. T. can eat any
thing, any damn thing.
I’m throwing two brown eggs
in the iron pan.
That’s it, two damn eggs, no toast.
Amy Galloway is a wife, mother, friend, teacher, reader and writer. She loves to observe people and try to capture their essence with words. She looks for the magic in each experience and tries to give it a voice. She finds comfort and wisdom in nature and looks to the natural world for inspiration.