from FRANK
By CAConrad
7 November 2005
after Mother
died her red
dress continued
baking pies
"I don't even miss her"
Frank said at
the dinner plate
meat caught in
his smile
they found
him in the
smokehouse
canned with
the beans
packed neatly
in the freezer
her red dress
snapping on
a flagpole
with no
wind
Copyright © 2005 CAConrad
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CAConrad's childhood included selling cut flowers along the highway for his mother and helping her shoplift. He escaped to Philadelphia the first chance he got, where he lives and writes today with the PhillySound poets. He coedits FREQUENCY Audio Journal with Magdalena Zurawski, and edits the 9for9 project. Soft Skull Press is publishing his first book of poems, titled Deviant
Propulsion, available Fall 2005.
He has two other forthcoming books, The Frank Poems (Jargon Society) and advancedELVIScourse (Buck Downs Books). He is the author of several chapbooks, including (end-begin w/ chants), a
collaboration with Frank Sherlock. You can see more of his work in our archives and at his website: CAConrad.blogspot.com, or contact him by email at: CAConrad13@AOL.com.
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