“Lazarus” by Brian Kirk

Imagine the stench it must have made,a cadaver rising from the tomb.A boy from the West Bank, four days dead,arose as if from sleeping in his bed,discarding his frayed Halloween costume.Imagine the stench he must have made,offending the senses of the startled crowd,he who had graced Hell’s anteroom.This boy from the West Bank, four days…

“Get It On” by Brian Kirk

after T-Rex and St. Paul You showed me all the moves; how to be silentand live inside the track. I was a fool, a brash voice in a teeming hall.I was a wise guy, but my wisdom was bluster, a gong banging, a cymbal crashingin a room where no one heard. You took my hand,…