What Grandpa Left Behind
the backyard was all
split shards of concrete
and twisted metal
surrounding a battered
swing set I sat upon
an old stove with ashes
from a ten-year old
fire and a locked wooden
shack stood decorated
with black widow
spider webs across
all of his old tools—
he was long dead,
and he left the
ruins of his
ancient toys
to no one.
Kevin Ridgeway is from Southern California, where he resides in a shady bungalow with his girlfriend and their one-eyed cat. Recent work has appeared in Gutter Eloquence Magazine, Zygote in my Cofee and The Idiom. His latest chapbook of poems, All the Rage, is now available from Electric Windmill Press.