An Angular Boy Poem by Leslie Philibert

An Angular Boy



mucho akimbo, all elbows and knees,
sudden as summer rain, white as paper,
he falls through doors and windows;

then,

closed like a shop on Sunday,
window-eyed, still as a nightbrook;
a dry wheel under clouds, silent

Thursday, July 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: illness
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my son is autistic
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