The Strain [poem] by Cameron Morse

Nine days after Valentine’s,
the wind refrigerates our faces.

Canadian geese abandon the ponds.
Your bouquet rests on top of yard waste.

Broken winter branches raise the dozen roses
whose fringes have only just begun

to blacken, the petals still red,
still straining to be red

always, a world between us.


Image of 1930s Switchboard Operator


Image by USFWS

Cameron Morse taught and studied in China. He is currently an MFA candidate at UMKC and lives with his wife, Lili, in Blue Springs, Missouri. His work has been or will be published in I-70 Review, TYPO, Sleet, Small Print Magazine, Two Hawks Quarterly and First Class Literary Magazine.