James Thomas Hazard
Midnight Swim
Sharp scent of
chlorine
Sinking in cold,
dark water
Deeper than the
stars
No Ice, no Water
Sweet, light,
maple brown
Cool heavy glass
of fire
Sip, feeling nothing
By the Spanish
Arch in Galway
Strolling past the
swans
Strong, wide wings
beat the river
As boys pump their
fists.