Alec Solomita’s fiction has appeared in the Southwest Review, The Mississippi Review, Southword Journal, and The Drum (audio), among other publications. He was shortlisted by the Bridport Prize and Southword Journal. His poetry has appeared in The Ekphrastic Review, Gnashing Teeth Publishing, The Galway Review, Bold + Italic, Litbreak, Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Blue Nib, Red Dirt Forum, and elsewhere. His chapbook, “Do Not Forsake Me,” was published in 2017 and is still available at Finishing Line Press and Amazon. His first full-length book of poetry was published last April by Kelsay Press. He lives in Massachusetts.

Silence

Silence has become sound
Echoing across time and space
Bouncing off the decades
Rebounding from land to land
Crouching in the comfort
Of college presidents’ lairs
Whispering through the House
Like mice, written on
High school lockers like
The team’s cheers
Silence is the oldest poison
Thundering through
The centuries to today’s
Mute moment, our own,
While the poets continue
To write about
Sunny days in winter
And Queen Anne’s Lace.