snaggletooth magazine

 Melted Emulsion

We didn’t welcome over-saturated film stock
because of muddy streaks from trampled grass.
Did you brave the charged rain with white comfort?
A projector pointed at silk with its lens cap on.

Because of bloody streaks from trampled glass,
we caged you on petty crimes, cigarette burns
on a projector pointed at silk with its lens cap on.
Please wipe your bloody shoes on our black welcome mat. 

We caged you on pretty crimes, cigarette burns
to ash piled on the film case stacked basement.
Please wipe your muddy shoes on our striped welcome mat
and don’t check for secret compartments in our closets.

Ash stacked on the film case piled basement,
a drummer shovels soot off Pompei fossils
but please don’t unearth the secret compartments in our closets.
Do you remember ‘69? Woodstock moon landing.

A drummer shovels ash off Harlem flesh
and removes the cap, shining saturation across a sea of soul.
Do you remember ‘69? Harlem Nina Simone. 
No, we never asked the revolution to be televised.

Garrett Glasgow is a potential Neuroscience major from Salt Lake City, Utah. Bored of restricting himself to one subject, Garrett is also an avid film enjoyer, poet, and photographer. Some things he finds pleasure in are enjoying the outdoors in any capacity, watching and talking about films, reciting obscure and eccentric facts, singing while cooking french toast, and adventuring with friends.