Three poems by Spencer Silverthorne
DID SOMEONE REALLY LEAVE MY CAKE OUT IN THE RAIN?
A STATUS FROM ORLANDO IN 2020
Orlando would regard parenthood
as an ongoing performance piece.
They, like everyone else, fear
their permanence in this world.
Their daughter finally gave up
filtering her photos with raccoon
ears. She left England to study film,
after loitering in local panorama.
They only see the world in VR.
They observe the lasting smoke
in tea rooms, where they last
passed as a mask of the crown.
Their daughter later asks to open
their grounds and lives for a spread
in an interior design magazine. She
could use the cash. She is tired
from PA-ing for global superheros.
California is still so expensive.
Orlando has exhausted narrative.
Everything begins to feel fractal.
They presume the worst.
They make plans to embed
the family into a portrait of code,
if there be anything left to plug.
Spencer Silverthorne's chapbook Premium Brawn was a finalist in the Bateau Press Keel Chapbook Contest. His work is published or forthcoming in Assaracus, Bending Genres, The Birds We Piled Loosely, Permafrost Magazine, Tammy, Vagabond City, Yes Poetry and others. Originally from Philadelphia, he lives in Limpopo Province, South Africa where he teaches English in a primary school.