Christopher Brean Murray
Winter 2024 | Poetry
Sentence Sequence
The lagoon reflected the kestrel’s trajectory.
Data clusters unraveled like fiddlehead ferns.
The surgeon slipped the vial in his pocket.
A piece of the galleon was found on the mountain.
The helicopter evaded the drone.
I shouldn’t have worn this turtleneck.
Plans were delivered to the marshal at dawn.
The cricket was stunned like an eye post-injection.
The menu began with a lament for quail.
The idea of the shell eclipsed the actual one.
Sleeper, is the tundra too sparse for your dreaming?
Cloud—windfalls arrive in your shadow.
The architect’s letter described the lost cello.
The ballad features an oak frisked by winds.
The tiger’s heart: blue as a berry
& heavy as a blood-soaked blanket.
Someone left some phlox on your step.
We encountered a lighthouse in hill country.
I was a child when the specter spoke.
Terns skimmed dunes.
May perused its pamphlet.
Kids chased moths through meadows.
Antosh Wojcik is a poet, drummer and cross-disciplinary artist. He produces music as /weirdtoday and is a co-founder of Sleepwalker Studios. His work explores memory, heritage, time & the destabilisation of these things. His debut poetry collection, Suburban Locust, is forthcoming from Bad Betty Press in 2025.