Sun Barricade by Stina Trollbäck


An old man

with flowering onions for cheeks

and a newspaper tongue 

covered in cyan and magenta splotches

sits on the frame of the Lincoln Center fountain.


The sun is beating down on his back,

and his triangularly wedged feet expand inside his shoes.


    The prior day’s rain is left in a puddle    

    under his swinging toes

    blinding him with the glaring sun.


He is acutely aware of his sweating back and his aching eyes,

and decides he has been surrounded by 

a sun barricade.