Synaesthesia Magazine Cities - Page 6


Photograph: Carlotta Eden

A thousand trains a day rolled in, to grind

our parent's bones among the push of wheels

that glistened round like stockyard knives.

Fragments of a Body with its Skin Removed

Father walks a mile to work, with aching bunions.

They say the Tempter leaves a trail from paradise:

one footprint garlic and the other onions.

by Robert Klein Engler