Brendan Bonsack is a poet and songwriter. His works have appeared in printed and online formats, and have been translated into Polish and Russian. He is a regular performer of spoken word and has produced numerous poetry films. His music and writing can be found at www.BrendanBonsack.com)
After The Fire
on return
the house seems bigger
the demarcations
of family life
slumped to a black morass
charcoal gloves spread
from thumb to wrist
you pick through
the warm talcum gives
no resistance
as if this were the natural
state of your things
unnamed, unsided
waiting for your fingers
to form them