“ATLANTIC AVENUE”

photo from Time Life archives via @Soundbounder

photo from Time Life archives via @Soundbounder

 

by Ben Nardolilli

 

Crossing Brooklyn by ferry, of course
People are surprised
You rarely see boats on the streets.
I calm the cops and gentry
By declaring my vessel a wreck and a float,
Which I have resurrected for a parade
To take pride in whatever I am.

No music surrounds me,
But I can convince the traffic to part away
No one wants to climb aboard,
Which is a fine standing to leave me in,
I would hate to collect a toll
From anybody’s body and face
Responsibility for finding their destinations.

 

Ben Nardolilli’s work has appeared in Perigee, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 Magazine, Quail Bell Magazine, elimae, fwriction, THEMA, Pear Noir!, The Minetta Review, and Yes, Poetry. His chapbook Common Symptoms of an Enduring Chill Explained was published by Folded Word, and he is looking to publish his first novel.