Poem: Roadside Wildflowers by Austin Davis

Roadside Wildflowers

What matters more
than this day, all fields
and sky? You can be the DJ
and I’ll drive the getaway car.
Let’s leave this world

to focus on their suits
and their politics
until the gyre
we’ve become prisoners to
unwinds and the
scent of Arizona
pines is all we know.

Put your feet in my lap
and let your brown hair
stream out the open window,
piloting our flight. I’ll just sit here
and smile, noticing that your
hair is the quiet color
of earth after the rain.

It’s such a simple morning
in February, one that seems
more like spring. Let’s set
our phones face down in the grass
and listen for the patch of roadside
wildflowers whispering
their delicate riddles into the wind.

With so many distractions,
what could really be more important
than those blushing pinks and
reds, setting fire to the roads
of a world that has nearly forgotten
whether the moon’s a balloon or not?


Austin Davis is a poet, writer, and spoken word artist from Mesa, Arizona. Austin’s poetry has been widely published in literary journals and magazines, both in print and online. Most recently, Austin’s work can be found in Pif Magazine, Ink in Thirds, Folded Word, The Poetry Shed, In Between Hangovers, One Sentence Poems, and Tuck Magazine. Austin’s first chapbook, “The Moon and Her Ocean,” was published in 2017 by Fowlpox Press. “Cloudy Days, Still Nights,” Austin’s first full length book of poetry, was published in May 2018 from Moran Press.


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