Aerosol Hiss

I began my Saturday with a few cups of hot coffee and the company of a group of amazing writers and poets. I cannot express how invaluable it is for me to share my work and get direct feedback. I shared one of my poems Aerosol Hiss that I wrote back when I still lived in Philadelphia, PA. It's one of my favorites that I like to keep in my back pocket. 

Aerosol Hiss

Charged air buzzes in stillness.

Keeping thieves’ hours, the city sleeps.

Your brown eyes glow,

under dark brimmed hat, outfitted in black,

laced uncertainty.

Tasker-Morris hazard lights stretch and invite,

serenity beckoning.

Steel streetlamps cast protective shadows

surrounding 

obtrusive pools of interrogator orange.

Dancing in veiled shroud,

You write your name on the wall

and disappear to obscurity.

Headlights and aerosol hiss.

Stay Free

-Carrie