Secret Lake Break (a snapchat)

 

by Mark Milazzo

the water,

shimmering piece of

blue tinfoil blinking

at all the eyes inside me.

 

I’m wide open, Mr. Breeze,

heels on the concrete edge,

and I’m leaning—

 

He sings:

give yourself over to this life

miss the people who have hurt you

feel that fishhook in your heart

pulling, a-pullin’, a-pullin’…