Catch Me If You Can

Submitted by Eve Dobbins

Laying waste to our dreams
We shoot our fears while we wait scared
Scared watching Billy goats parading shakily down the mountain
The butterflies sweep the curve
Sauntering into the garden
And enjoying the sunlight
Streaming shakily in the corner of our eye.
Our eye registers the shaky
Non stream of reality
Like the black and white old photo
My mother kept in her drawer
Of the last known sighting of her father
Before he left New York City
And rolled the dice again in Long Island
With the pipe shirking out of the corner of his mouth and a
Sardonic arm posing in front of the camera as if to tell
The Depression
Catch me if you can
And it never did.


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The Vita Brevis Team

“Ars longa, vita brevis" (art is long, life is short). This maxim so moved us that it seemed only right to title our online poetry magazine after it. It may seem curious that we chose Vita Brevis (life is short) as our title instead of Ars Longa (art is long). But this choice was more than appropriate; after all, the aim of our journal is to publish work that shows a keen awareness of not only art’s beauty and immortality but life’s toils and finiteness. We want to revive and nourish the rich existential literature that forms when art and the human endeavor collide.

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