puffs on his cigar. Red embers dance like a lady bug
Concrete and brick flakes
Worcester's abandoned structures.
dad's cigar withers, he turns to ash.
of a Nor'easter
him to Boston Harbor. Lobster season came with the storm and
left with his ashes. Gloucester men
over the portside railings and fall into the sea.
bodies float to places
the tourists point. They say "these men were the ocean" and
painful to list.
lobsters move north along the Atlantic.
Seif-Eldeine Och graduated from Tufts University with a degree
in Middle Eastern Studies. He fell in love with Arab and Middle
Eastern poets like Khalil Gibran, Rumi, Abu Nuwas and Nizar
Qabbani. In his free time, Seif-Eldeine likes to play
basketball, lift weights and box. He also writes articles about
psychology, the Celtics, health and writes book reviews.