Luigi Coppola


How we fled
across a field
filled with snow,
feet bare, the need to
crush the white
outweighing the
need for socks,
shoes, shows more
about ourselves
than how, once
ice, our faces
have melted,
we use coasters
under lukewarm
tea or weak,
off-white coffee.

Luigi Coppola reads poetry, teaches poetry, writes poetry and drinks rum and coke.