When You Take A Shower And The Furnace Is Down For The Count by Michael H. Brownstein

I smell of burnt sweat
tangerine rinds
paw paw juice

Cold vapor
steams the snow and
corrodes the ice

No heat
and the shower burns.
Everything a kind of powder

michael-h-brownstein
Michael H. Brownstein has been widely published throughout the small and literary presses. He has nine poetry chapbooks including Poems from the Body Bag (Ommation Press, 1988), Firestorm: A Rendering of Torah (Camel Saloon Press, 2012), The Possibility of Sky and Hell: From My Suicide Book (White Knuckle Press, 2013).
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