New Poetry by Rick Mitchell

Garden Birch in Winter Rain

What should caress

her white limbs

with ice

oozes

winter betrayal

to the ground

and stains the

sleeping bed with

damp spots.


- Rick Mitchell 2015

At This Time, In This Place

  

A white scar,

cold milk in winter,

glistens on her chin.

Alone on the bus to school

sneakers breathless

beneath her seat

and bombs from the living room

dirt floor at each

jostled stop
the silent explosions of nothing.


- Rick Mitchell 2015

Rick Mitchell's poems have recently appeared in the Louisville Review, The Pittsburg Quarterly, Skylark and the Cimarron Review; Chiron Review Press published Speaking of Seed and Night, his first book of poetry, and Aldrich Press published Before Every Other Fall last year.