Nulty Lynch is a husband, father, poet and fly-fisherman. Not usually all at once, or in that order. He lives in Laurel, Maryland with his wife, two daughters and two dogs. He works for a financial research bureau in Washington D.C. and spends his train commute writing & staring out the window. He has most recently been published in Shoots and Vines and Modern English Tanka, and will be published in an upcoming issues of The Stray Branch and Yellow Mama.
Fall 2009
Table of Contents - Vol. V, No. 3
Nulty Lynch
Milkweed butts up against the power
substation's concrete vehicle barrier,
added after 9/11 to supplement
the hurricane fence capped with razor wire.
The gangly plant reaches above the wall,
trying to get its share of
the dawn sun. Under its leaves,
hoping a maintenance man doesn't
get ideas of RoundUp, lie eggs. They wait
for their own Kafka experience of
eventual monarchhood. Their births'
main ambition... a flight to Mexico.
A fluttering black and orange
prayer to the ephemeral.
© Nulty Lynch
