Ace Boggess

Folding Towels

I think there might be something to
repetition & mindlessness
bend squat rise
like a claw at the arcade that picks up nothing

constant movements of arms & back
deflect the serenity sought
although it’s impossible to contemplate
lost love
missiles humming through canyons
while folding towels
fresh out of the dryer

one of those minor complications
modern life likes to test us with
at least they feel warm to the touch &
as a lover
underneath a quilt


Ace Boggess is the author of the novel A Song Without a Melody (Hyperborea Publishing, 2016) and two books of poetry, most recently, The Prisoners (Brick Road Poetry Press, 2014). Forthcoming is a third poetry collection: Ultra-Deep Field (Brick Road). His writing has appeared in Harvard Review, Mid-American Review, RATTLE, River Styx, and many other journals.