SLO NightWriters

Congratulations to  SLO NightWriters’ second-place  Poetry Contest winner Evelyn Cole.  We are proud to publish her poem.

Cold Quarrel

His upper lip lifts
on the left.

Ice blue eyes like a cat’s
reflects light

He tilts his head back,
peers down his slender nose,

lines up insults
like croquet balls,

and smiles as he
cracks the mallet.

Now and then he condescends
To succor and lets me hit through.

Score one for me,
I think with a pinch of pride,

but my ball
sticks in the wicket.