Alabaster Clouds

He bartered a pair of Nikes for a piso
Or, as the dealer said, “$10 Methamphetamine Dream”
Voluptuous alabaster clouds asphyxiate his tent
Ooo–wee did it bubble and billow
He knew of himself, though he not
God wrought him Statue of David
Chiseled steadfastness intravenously
So as not to be forsaken in vain

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Damian White

Damian White is a writer from Columbus, OH. He is the author of the poetry book, I Made A Place For You, which is his debut collection. After battling two bouts of homelessness, he channeled those experiences into poetry as a way to heal a fractured identity. When not writing, he can be found exploring art galleries, playing tug-of-war with his pups, traveling, and finding the best coffee in every city. Damian received his B.A. in Sociology from Davidson College. He currently resides in his hometown with his wife and stepchildren.