Bob Raymonda: The Inevitability of Harm’s Way
STANLEY
when it rains the courtyard is flooded with snails
& slugs the size of a swollen thumb leaking
slime out behind them & onto the musty sidewalk
She has me pick one up and place them
onto the curb and out of the inevitability
of harm’s way, threatening their every step
& even though they’re pests, we feel
an affinity towards them, mistaking their
mealy appendages for a warm sensibility
and as the sun intercedes, baking the
path so they’re forced to either retreat or
spend their final days being cooked alive
we mourn when we find an abandoned shell,
nothing preserved but the mesmerizing spiral
that one could only imagine ever actually ending
Bob Raymonda is the founding editor of BreadcrumbsMag.com. He graduated from Purchase College with a focus in creative nonfiction. Some of his other work can be found in Potluck Mag, Visual Verse, Syndicated, & Quail Bell Magazine. Learn more at: www.bobraymonda.co.