The Smell of Frying Fish
The smell of frying fish
drove me to the fire escape
the sun took its time
filling the harbor
with ashes
sandpipers moved
they were controlled
by song
I saw my neighbor
the pencil
turn sideways
in front of her mirror
she stepped into her wineglass
as the sun brought everything
a little closer to raspberries
—Matthew Rohrer
—found in Destroyer and Preserver (2011)