My Father’s Mother
BY Falconhead
Who but she is the stuff of
queens, bearer of all who
rise, lie, a ghost before she
died. And now, grand-mater,
your son lies at your feet,
fathers worms, reigns over
dirt. But your son’s son spurns
defeat, dances over peopled
ground, wears a different
crown, never shall follow suit.
When not slaying Dragons, Falconhead uses Dragon’s blood to write poetry,
fiction, drama and essays. His work has appeared in Straylight, Nazar Look, Night
Train Magazine, The Rock River Review, Still Point Arts, Antiphon, FictionWeek
Literary Review, The Red Line, The Corner Club Press, Naugatuck River Review,
Outside In Literary & Travel Magazine, Wilde Magazine, Poetry Potion, Foliate
Oak Literary Magazine, Thick Jam, Meat for Tea, Poetica Magazine, Camas: The
Nature of The West, Thin Air Magazine, Huesoloco Journal, Glitterwolf, Whistling
Fire, Two Hawks Quarterly, Rock & Sling, Adanna Literary Journal, Deltona Howl,
Plath Profiles and Green Wind Press’s “Words Fly Away” Anthology and KY’s “Getting Old” Anthology, among others, and is forthcoming in several more publications. For his poem “Man-Made God or Poem In Which The Hypochondriac Gets
His Way” Emerge Literary Journal awarded him “runner-up” in their 2014 poetry
contest. You can follow Falconhead @ https://twitter.com/