I walked the sunken gardens
under the arches of a house
that was once a slave church.
His daughter picked berries
under skies like a net of frogs
pulsing in purples and bass.
The black stone pond remained stone
although the roots take water
from the fractures like a grave.
I buried a book of her fables.
John Swain lives in Louisville, Kentucky. He has previously contributed to Clockwise Cat and Thunderclap published his most recent chapbook, Fragments of Calendars.