Inspired by Amber Lin’s print, Journey Home 5/5
He sat there upright
across synthetic fabric mountains,
faceless, nameless: storyless.
Bottle of Absolut peering anticipatorily
between the masses.
Beyond, the black sea glistens and smiles.
Hurtling through space, he jolts.
piques as Gaia offers
the stars and the moon and a soul to guide him.
Jaime sat here shriveled
having crossed the synthetic mountains.
No more Absolut.
Canvas echoes his face, blank.
Harsh strokes cover eyes,
firmly pointed to the ground
of the curious sea we live
in. gulfed by the blackness -drowning in the blackness
Stars glare at Jaime’s hands - if only flesh could glisten.
He could ascend the mountains and illuminate the sea
Douglas Benishek is a first-year student in Boston University’s Sargent College of Health and Rehabilitation Sciences. He has previously worked as a Student Reporter for the Antigo Times. Outside of academia, he is very passionate about the arts and can be found drumming with the KIDS From Wisconsin, his home state’s official musical ambassadors, or on stage with BU On Broadway, the university’s premier undergraduate musical theatre organization. Go Terriers!.