Centuryfade Haibun
The snapshot, instant polaroid, of a smiling, rail thin child: gender indeterminate, is dated in the corner of the frame in old-digital red as 12/31/99, unclear if that was the day or if someone forgot to set the clock, at 11 years old I learned what entropy was, don’t forget to set your clocks back at midnight
The greenhouses that grow, all the roses for the supermarkets, just in time for Mothers Day
And the smoke that follows you and clings to your clothes, from a campfire, decades ago
Nate Maxson is a writer and performance artist. The author of several collections of poetry including Maps To The Vanishing which is available now from Finishing Line Press. He lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico