Sleet Seasonal Supplement — Summer 2011
we walk,
heavily
now,
our feet
melting asphalt.
i have no substance:
no smoke,
no chemical,
and i feel
as if my bones
are too weak to
support me
the music
always sounds
kind
here and my
vision is
bright and soft,
like it's the end of something.
I can
no longer see
the whites
of our eyes.
"These Things are Delicate" was previously published in http://mediavirusmagazine.wordpress.com/.
Austin Cunningham is a 16 year old student from North Carolina. He has recently begun publishing poems and hopes to make a career in writing. spenaust@yahoo.com.