zafusy

contemporary poetry journal

Buster
Buster only spent one day in school and he was pretty miserable. "I don't see why I should have to go to school" he said "who needs school?" Buster was afraid of getting beaten up. He was pretty small. But Buster was pretty strong, too. He was always pretty strong.

Buster is looking at a piece of film. He's holding it right to the light. His hand is steady. He is tired. In his other hand is a pair of scissors. He is alone. It's almost dawn...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Ricky Garni