Friday, December 18, 2020

Northern California by Matt Amott

We used to walk 
along the rails
in Colfax
and sleep  
by the train tunnel
in Alta.
We rode
the Zephyr
up to Truckee
and I took 
your picture once
in the old Sacramento 
rail yard.  
                      
But tonight
while lying in bed,
I still think of you
when I hear 
the train
in the distance.
I was hoping
that now,
I lived 
too far
away.




Matt Amott is a poet, musician and photographer who rambles around the Pacific Northwest. He is co-founder and co-editor of Six Ft. Swells Press and has been published in numerous collections as well as three books of his own, THE COAST IS CLEAR (Six Ft. Swells Press), GET WELL SOON and THE MEMORY OF HER (both by Epic Rites Press).  He can be reached at sixftswells@yahoo.com and purchases can be made at Amazon and www.sixftswellspress.com



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