“What memory really keeps is the cargo, the equity we have in our life.”
—Frank Gilbert
when a wheel carries
what you don’t need
distances are greater
long songs catch in its fare
a cadence churns
the few moments rescued
excusing how and why some journeys change
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Antoni Ooto is a poet and flash fiction writer who came to writing late. Known for his abstract expressionist art, Antoni now finds his voice in poetry. His love of reading and studying many poets has opened and offered him a new form of self expression. His works have been published in Amethyst Review, The Ginger Collect, Backchannels Journal, CultureCult Anthology: Nocturne and many others. He lives and works in upstate New York with his wife poet/ storyteller, Judy DeCroce. www.ooto.org
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