On Target (for Orioles)
1 min readAug 15, 2018
The glacial shift
of seconds
snaps taut
against the sky,
a cutting edge
on target
— sunlimned and scream
aslice, my silhouette
races the razorback
in chosen
golden flight
for a matter of minutes
— moving
in an eggshell crack,
the edge
of the world.