We Broke In To Condemned Factories and Lit Fires by Michael McInnis

at night the stars
resembled a
sluice of dead light
fractured and
emitting a hum
we heard through
broken windows

Michael McInnis
Michael McInnis lives in Boston and spent six years in the Navy sailing across the Pacific and Indian Oceans to the Persian Gulf three times, chasing white whales and ended up only with madness. He founded The Primal Plunge, Boston’s only bookstore dedicated to ‘zines and underground culture. He has published poetry and short fiction in numerous little magazines and small presses.
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