The Boy and His October Box, Andrew Stone

So, this may the shortest Poem of the Week ever and we may be in the wrong month for it completely. Perhaps this is not a box you want to receive for the holidays. Forgive us--it's the end of the semester.

The Boy and His October Box
by Andrew Stone

the arrhythmic tick of the timeless clock circles the boy’s eyes counterclockwise the lid of his box shivers and his lungs plunge into biodegradation his little fingers twitch under the earth as the mourners above bathe their boy in burial