Maybe you’re an umbrella
slammed out of shape by pounding showers.
Left bent and dilapidated
in a puddle,
recognizing in water’s reflection
a defective product,
who couldn’t weather the rain—
shelter from the storm.
Snapped plastic wondering why—
why you were dumped into the gutter,
deemed unworthy of repair?
Bionote
Born and raised in Los Angeles, Michael Roque discovered his passion for poetry and prose among friends on the bleachers of Pasadena City College. Now residing in the Middle East, he draws inspiration from the bustling, tumultuous life around him. His work has appeared in literary magazines and anthologies worldwide, including award-winning publications such as North Dakota Quarterly, The Queen’s Review, The Roanoke Rambler, Poetry Super Highway, and many others.
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