Tag: Nathan Wade Carter

  • Nathan Wade Carter: Two Poems

    Nathan Wade Carter: Two Poems

    Impossibly Large Horn I am parrots together.We telepath to concrete veins.We cross the black when told.We don’t like to practice.But that’s what water do. Weather spits and pisses on the grooves of canyons. What noise would this make, A right-size needle and an impossibly large horn? Coin toss into well. There’s a man down there…