Nate Maxson’s most recent poem to appear here was “Another Gravity” (October 2017)
Hear Nate Maxson read this poem below:
Witching Hour
By Nate Maxson
There’s a peripheral animal
Blinking here and not
On the edge of my 3AM
The ambiguous rapture approaches, just let me put on some pants
A stag with wires of tangled horn, a crown of brambled bone
Silent except for their scraping
Less heavy than you’d expect
Steps across the dark green desert lawns
A hunted disappearance
The taxidermists collectively wet their lips
At the same time
Every night
Under this
Modest escape
