wore an eye patch to cover the black hole
left when a big buck careened over the hood
of his car one morning, its skull smashing
the windshield, its antlers gouging his eyeball…
The childhood memories are often vague, almost faded, as old photos in one’s family album. And yet, B. Fulton Jennes’s poetry demonstrates, they occur to be those tiny puzzles, which construct our identity and nourish our imagination as we grew up.
B. Fulton Jennes is the Gold Writer of the ArtAscent Portraits call for writers. To see the full body of work and profile, get a copy of the ArtAscent Art & Literature Journal Portraits issue.