Size / / /

He’s at attention, musket raised to

an oncoming train.

 

A ghost story dwells in steel

caverns below

 

Boston Common. A man in a red coat

vibrant enough to stunt

 

breaks. A conductor stares into

the whites of the soldier’s eyes

 

on the six a.m. commute. Two men.

A Patriot and

 

a British soldier,

standing guard of the mass melded

 

grave of

a thousand fallen clones.

 

The patriot drives

Bostonians through underground

 

oxygen—stiff.

 

They inhale these

dusted souls as

 

wheels screech between

Boylston and Arlington.

 

A reminder:

history is still as

 

tangible as

a blood red coat.



Konner is a writer and activist currently working on his M.F.A. in Poetry at the Solstice program at Pine Manor College in Boston.  He graduated from Providence College.  Konner has also written articles for Trans.Cafe.
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