Elvira Tired, by Ed Coletti
When Elvira Tired arrives home
She notices as she’d hoped that the light
Is out, that no one else this evening will be in
Her house, that she will be alone to ponder
Why she likes to be isolated at home so much that
She cannot yet imagine invisible shrieking demons
Climbing all over her like a spreading rash when
She finally is left solitary in this house forever.
Ed Coletti studied under Robert Creeley in San Francisco (1970-71). Recent poems appear in The Brooklyn Rail, North American Review, Spillway, Big Bridge, and Kentucky Review. Most recent poetry collection The Problem With Breathing(Edwin Smith Publishing –Little Rock- 2015).