Tipton Poetry Journal – Fall 2020
I Turn Away Gene Twaronite Our eyes never meet No recognition of humanity Might as well be faceless for all I can see I hold my breath and turn away lest I inhale the deadly droplets of contagion that could be there hanging in the air like ninja spikes as day by day the bonds between us further unravel
Gene Twaronite is a Tucson poet and the author of nine books, including collections of poetry, short stories and essays as well as two juvenile fantasy novels. His latest book is My Life as a Sperm. Essays from the Absurd Side. Follow more of his writing @thetwaronitezone.com.
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