Ode to the Embers of a Cigarette Tossed into the Street, Wet With Rain
by Chase Ferree
It seemed impossible
that you’d glow so much.
As if the wind itself took a drag.
Chase Ferree (he/him) is a teacher in Seattle, Washington. Originally from North Carolina, he's also lived in Missouri and Massachusetts. His poems have appeared in The Harvard Advocate and Peripheries Journal. Find him on Twitter @freechasetoday.