by Simon Perchik

More restless than usual this nail
is eating its prey :the wall
already stunned, waits for the end

—it’s your usual frame, half wood
half by surprise is holding on
as corners that no longer open

though the woman in the picture
is facing the ground that’s carried
the way distances spread out

when there were none before
and swallow her —a make-shift ritual
where she is passed wall to wall

around the room as a season
that waits among the dead leaves
takes your hand just to hold it.


Simon Perchik is an attorney whose poems have appeared in
Partisan Review, Forge, Poetry, Osiris, The New Yorker,
and elsewhere.  His most recent collection is
The Osiris Poems,
published by box of chalk in 2017.  For more information,
please visit his

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Apple Valley Review:
A Journal of Contemporary

ISSN 1931-3888

Volume 13, Number 1
(Spring 2018)

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