CITY by Caroline Samoluk

City by Caroline Samoluk

This city in my mind is overflowing. Every year, it grows fuller And the pool spills ceaselessly over the side leading to who knows where. I cannot see below the wall which the water pours over. It’s flooded, but not water logged. I will not explain myself, this city in my mind, each year it fills until it begins to recede. But no It is not the water retreating It is the city growing.