by Stephan Anstey

i started life
in a tall blue glass cylinder

afraid of the air

boneless and frigid
i was the only

where there was water
and there was salt

i was alive. i said
nothing. But i hung

on the waves
undulating wildly.

Oh to be so raucous
and alone

again, when the glass shattered
it didn’t matter, that i was jelly

Fish swam past
my arms hanging beneath

imagining an end
to this constant hunger

dragging the threat
of a burning sting

I waited
just for you

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Stephan Anstey is a poet and an artist. As an artist, he is focused on spiritual exploration and the celebration of the individual in mankind’s endless war against an increasingly invasive society. Anstey’s art is primarily a combination of poetry and digital collage, some of which is on display at local galleries. He lives an idyllic life in the historic mill city of Lowell, Massachusetts with his beautiful and beloved bride Ellen and their talented and wonderful children, Emily, a great saxophonist and a classics major at Boston University, and Cameron, an excellent trombonist, and physics and astronomy major also at Boston University.