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  • Frank William Finney
    • Dec 16, 2022

Fine Lines

I sit upon rocks at the edge of a cliff acquiring new wrinkles as you read.

My sorrow runs the risk of rhyme, the outright gifts of revery.

I know you’re hungry for happiness. I wish I had the cure.

See, I’m counting crows in willow trees and their feet keep walking over me.


 
About the Author

Frank William Finney is the author of The Folding of the Wings, as well as Songs of Insomnia. His work has been featured in Glacial Hills Review, Livina Press, The Metaworker, Spank the Carp, and elsewhere. Born and raised in Massachusetts, he taught literature at Thammasat University in Thailand from 1995 until 2022.

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