The Last Psychic

The Last Psychic

By Ray Corvi

The last psychic I went to
Just shook her head and wept

An imminent mistake
The skeletal utilitarian
Costumed in his carrion
Cannot make the trolley brake



She spoke brokenly


If you are dying in a darkened grove
Where manumitted rivers meet the sea
Don’t scare away the angel by the rose
It is still red, too red to be believed


Ray Corvi writes poetry. HIs work can be found in DASH Literary Journal (May 2022), FRiGG Magazine (forthcoming), OPEN: Journal of Arts & Letters (Aug/Sept 2021), The Penmen Review (07/2021), The Seattle Star (07/2021), NeologismEvening Street Press & Review (forthcoming)and Triggerfish Critical Review (July 2022).