Three Poems – By: Ron Gavalik
By Editor Kyle July 18, 2018Molecular Flux
Lovers with soft lips
exit without warning
washed away in summer rain
But their passions
are organic
alive within us
until the final
breath
Honored Voices
I came up on welfare
so I write for the poor
the drywallers
the retail clerks
the ditch diggers
The voices
no one hears
are heard
through me
Sweet Reward
When the drunk wants a fight
buck up and roll the dice
Win or lose
the best woman in the joint
tastes sweeter
with blood on your lip
( originally posted in the short story collection Hot Metal Tonic )
