Brad Rose

They Never Found My Father’s Body

I recall the dust-gray ordinariness
of my father’s face,
and how, each day,
in clean overalls, he left
for the Upper Big Branch mine,
but never once said
goodbye.

Brad Rose was born and raised in southern California, and lives in Boston. His chapbook of
miniature fiction, from Right Hand Pointing, Coyotes Circle the Party Store, can be read here.