[vc_row row_height_percent=”50″ override_padding=”yes” h_padding=”2″ top_padding=”3″ bottom_padding=”3″ back_image=”56863″ back_position=”center top” overlay_alpha=”0″ gutter_size=”3″ shift_y=”0″][vc_column column_width_percent=”100″ position_vertical=”bottom” style=”dark” overlay_alpha=”50″ gutter_size=”3″ medium_width=”0″ shift_x=”0″ shift_y=”0″ zoom_width=”0″ zoom_height=”0″ width=”1/1″][vc_custom_heading heading_semantic=”h1″ text_size=”fontsize-338686″ text_height=”fontheight-179065″ text_space=”fontspace-111509″ text_font=”font-762333″ text_weight=”700″ text_color=”color-xsdn” sub_reduced=”yes” subheading=”by Patrick Kindig”]summer, like a nosebleed[/vc_custom_heading][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_empty_space empty_h=”2″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]there are children in the public pools
& the public pools smell
like urine. the sun touches them,
colors the air thick
& yellow. mornings begin
with a symphony of birdsong, sirens
rolling. evenings hum
with air conditioners
& fucking couples.
the crow’s nests downtown
shine with tinsel, lost cuff links,
the whole city’s stolen
watches. the sidewalk glitters
with so much glass
you could be forgiven
for calling it stars.
[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column column_width_percent=”100″ align_horizontal=”align_center” overlay_alpha=”50″ gutter_size=”3″ medium_width=”0″ mobile_width=”0″ shift_x=”0″ shift_y=”0″ z_index=”0″ width=”1/1″][vc_empty_space][vc_separator sep_color=”color-184322″ el_width=”30%”][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column column_width_percent=”100″ align_horizontal=”align_right” overlay_alpha=”50″ gutter_size=”3″ medium_width=”0″ mobile_width=”0″ shift_x=”0″ shift_y=”0″ z_index=”0″ width=”1/3″][vc_single_image media=”58035″ media_width_percent=”100″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/3″][vc_column_text]Patrick Kindig is the author of two chapbooks, Dry Spell (Porkbelly Press 2016) and all the catholic gods (Seven Kitchens Press, forthcoming), and his poems have recently appeared in The Journal, Meridian, Third Coast, Columbia Poetry Review, and other journals.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/3″][/vc_column][/vc_row]