Wow, it’s been a while, guys. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it, but I recently moved to Astoria, Queens! My life has been quite hectic recently, but for the absolute best. I’ve been dreaming of living in Astoria my whole life and now it’s finally true.
For those of you who don’t know, I was raised in Astoria until I was about four years old. I don’t remember much about the apartment, but every time we went to go visit my great aunt who lived downstairs, I always wondered why we even left int he first place.
I knew from a very early age that all I wanted to do was get back to what I felt like was home. And that’s not to say I didn’t enjoy living on Long Island. I loved it. I love my friends and family who live there and I miss them all so much.
I hope they see this and read this and come visit as soon as possible. It’s not easy to leave your friends who you’ve known for twenty years already. Even if I’m less than an hour away, it feels like an entire world is between us.
So that’s why I’ve been MIA for the past few weeks. Prepping for the move took up most of my time. I also wasn’t sleeping much either, so all my energy was going towards buying furniture and waiting in long lines all over the island.
I’ve also been reading a lot lately. I’ve been doing the Goodreads reading challenge for a few years now and I’ve never been able to actually accomplish my goal of thirty books. I think this year is different. I’m on a roll right now with four books so far.
A Guest Post by John Grey
Now that things have calmed down, I can start to focus on my writing again. I haven’t written anything since the move, so I don’t have anything from me personally just yet. However, I have a guest post for you from a very talented writer who I published in the 2018 Winter Issue of Come and Go Literary.
His name is John Grey. He’s an extremely talented poet who deserves to be read. It was an absolute honor publishing his work, and I hope he continues to submit his work to the blog and journal. I hope you all enjoy.
He’s in hospital.
Not long to live.
He’s aware of the correlation.
So who can blame him
if it’s those last few strands of fading light
he struggles to hold onto,
with his eyes
now his fingers can’t do the job.
And then there’s the color green,
a lifelong friend.
Like Canute and his tide,
he’s doing his mental best
to hold back the shadows.
he’ll see out the day, the night,
repeat the exercise until
he no longer can.
Lying in bed,
these parallels are his constant companion.
Some future night is death.
One day at a time is not.
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in the Homestead Review, Harpur Palate, and Columbia Review with work upcoming in the Roanoke Review, the Hawaii Review, and North Dakota Quarterly.
If you’re interested in submitting your work to the 2019 Spring Issue of Come and Go Literary, please see my submission guidelines for more details. There are no fees, no limits on genre, and no reasons not to submit.