the Archangel
with the power to heal,

hovers over the roof
of my house.

He’s been up there
since you left.

I went to a Catholic school.
I tell myself

my guardian angel
was happy to be reassigned.

Raphael keeps my house
safe inside,

me & the dog tame,
neither of us going feral.

My dog lies
like a pile of clothes

on the rug in front
of the hearth

where you & I cast
our shadows & glistened;

where later, alone,
I felt laid bare to the heavens,

roofless,
looking into the void,

but much less so now,
Raphael perched

on the chimney,
the sparks like stars.

Mike Casetta

I have one book of poetry published in Tucson by Moon Pony Press in 2009 titled, The Certainty of Looking Elsewhere. My poetry has been published in numerous small presses including: Dark Horse, Gargoyle, 6ix, Tor House Newsletter, The Moth & Zocalo Magazine.

Selected byJordan Trethewey
Image credit:Annie Spratt

I have one book of poetry published in Tucson by Moon Pony Press in 2009 titled, The Certainty of Looking Elsewhere. My poetry has been published in numerous small presses including: Dark Horse, Gargoyle, 6ix, Tor House Newsletter, The Moth & Zocalo Magazine.