A.L. Slonaker – Sniffling in St. John’s – 3

Sniffling in St. John’s
by Adrian Slonaker

A North Atlantic autumn on
the Avalon Peninsula brings 
breezes that blow and
lick the eyelashes of chilled
Newfoundlanders plodding along the harbor. 
As the brawny bearded Millennial glides into
the glassy vestibule of Scotiabank,
he litters tears in a twisted pattern
past deadpan cashpoints.
Is he grieving a grim balance in a 
Powerchequing account or the departure of the
dreadlocked harpist who dumped him?
Or are stinging eyes pricked by particles in the wind 
merely mimicking an emotional meltdown? 

Zigzagging back and forth across the Canadian/US border, Adrian Slonaker works as a copywriter and copy editor and is fond of rain, Russian sweets, and folk-revival music. Adrian’s poetry has been nominated for a Best of the Net award and appeared in Algebra of Owls, WINK: Writers in the Know, Dodging the Rain, Aerodrome, and elsewhere.