Omission
Henry Sylvester was the second prize recipient from our poetry category at the annual Spring Writing Contest. Sylvester’s work leaves reader wondering about chance and life.
There’s a hushed quality,
An unease in every word,
Bend of the knuckle,
Misfiring in the left hemisphere.
A closing in or out, a compounding,
Like a new set of teeth ready
To come out.
You can wait a lifetime,
Thousands, thousands of–
Yet everything only happens
A small number of times,
Sometimes,
Maybe never.
