by Hugo Simões
We should perhaps sleep forever;
in oyster rooms, a dormitory. Our
withered heads a weathercock
for sleepy astral winds. In carmine
coloured sheets we’ll drowse, and
should the widow boil our clothes,
her cabbage dinner will suffice.
When brittle hairs begin to fall
the carpenters will know our fare,
and edify our stately bones with
ripened plums and liverwurst.
Above our quarters, night and day;
aquatic beasts will growl.
Hugo Simões is a writer and actor currently living in Lisbon. You can contact him at hugo.angra93[at]gmail[dot]com.
Art by Michelle Johnsen
Michelle Johnsen (art editor) is a nature and portrait photographer in Lancaster, PA, as well as an amateur herbalist and naturalist. Her work has been featured by It’s Modern Art, Susquehanna Style magazine, Permaculture Activist magazine, EcoWatch.com, EarthFirst! Journal, Lancaster Farm Fresh Cooperative, and used as album art for Grandma Shake!, Anna & Elizabeth, and Liz Fulmer Music. Michelle’s photos have also been stolen by AP, weather.com, The Daily Mail, and Lancaster Newspapers. You can contact her at mjphoto717 [at] gmail.com.