Apology to Spring
I’m happy my words have not damaged the tulips.
Despite my bungled attempts at praise,
they rise more sublime than I can say.
Love
A traveler found a hot spring in the desert.
Its taste was bitter, so he passed it by.
Later, he died crying for water.
Chris Bullard lives in Philadelphia. He received his B.A. in English from the University of Pennsylvania and his M.F.A. from Wilkes University. Kattywompus Press published High Pulp, a collection of his flash fiction, in 2017 and Grey Book Press published Continued, a poetry chapbook, this year. His work has appeared in recent issues of Nimrod, Muse/A Journal, The Woven Tale, Red Coyote, Cutthroat and The Offbeat.
