In this land of a quick and unexpected death,
where the air is almost wet enough to drink,
I am merely seeking an experience of being alive,
my best and only religion,
the music of tiny, bare footsteps splashing.
George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, Havana Times, South China Morning Post, The Buffalo News, and more.
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