| In The Next Seat by Judith Pordon | ||
He sat, stone forward, with a graceless absence of gesture waiting for motion to begin somewhere else, his impatient timepiece, ticking. For him, I was unacceptable so I spoke hesitantly. He was sandpaper, irritated and irritating. Under my color skin he felt no kindred blood and changed his seat. _________________________________________________________________________ JUDITH PORDON
has poems published in The 1999 Austin International Poetry Festival Anthology,
the current issues of Buffalo Bones, The 2River View, Agnieszka's Dowry, and
forthcoming in Mefisto and Poetry Motel. She alternates living between
Puerto Vallarta, Mexico and San Diego, USA and can be reached at PVPoeta@aol.com. |