when you are gone
and what you recall
about where you’ve been
and who you’re with
will close down
from the full size of
your sight
to a small circle
pushed by a pin
and for one brief second
before it changes
in the light still yellowing
through a single hole
every last thing
will be remembered.
Casey Fuller lives in Portland, Oregon. His poems have appeared in Crab Creek Review, Palabra, Switched-on Gutenberg, among others. He won the 2011 Floating Bridge Chapbook Contest for his book, A Fort Made of Doors. Fully committed to the principle of duende, he has a cat named Garcia Lorca.