Riding on top of a horse
Where dead men hang
From the rafters
Maybe your father is a beast
Brought home on a cart
Pulled by oxen
You are a boy, given purple flower
Then you are a man
handed purple flower and sword
— Sean Bronson works as an English teacher overseas. On his free time, he likes to travel the world. His other works have been published in Punk Noir, Outcast Press, and Lothlorien Poetry Journal.