Chris Butler

The below was the final poem in my published book Artsy Fartsy (Alternating Current Press, 2012) dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Jim Johnston, and this poem is now dedicated to the memory of his wife and my grandmother, Barbara Johnston, who passed away this morning. 

everything is written in pencil

The eraser
the paper,

blank canvasses
with the graphite
ghosts of my

until my skin
off dead
tree cells

and brushes the
consequences of
thoughtless actions

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