Poem by Sugar Tobey

A quick right off the interstate
another right and then
back up into the woods
a few feet off the gravel road

the water gurgled past as it always has
her ashes came in a plastic box
with no obvious opening
we kept turning it over and over nothing

fortunately we had a pocket knife
breaking the box open with a snap
we gently poured our mothers ashes
over the slow moving water

Born Coney Island, Brooklyn, Sugar Tobey is the editor of Modern Poets Magazine. His own work has appeared in many publications including Bangalore Review, Indiana Voice Journal, and Coldnoon. His new book, Two Girls Make the Train with artist Hiro Kurata has recently been published by Biondi Books. He currently lives in New York City over a pizza parlor.