I don’t

by Michael Virga
Writer's Block
Third Place, November 2012
Judged by Polina Barskova


“Hate gave you me for a lover” — from “Frozen Love” by Buckingham Nicks


I don’t sleep in the devil’s bed.


I don’t end up there




either. I find
myself between the dark sheets of the angel


and we wrestle to light
resting in the fold of our Father



In the sun, we don’t cease to exist


Very strong and very strongly suppressed/organized poetic emotion. This text could be a scream--instead it's a masterfully orchestrated moan with the beautiful image of the dark sheets of an angel. ---Polina Barskova