“Through the holes in my hands, I see /my son with all the blood that used to be mine.”
Upon Hearing that My Grandfather Would Like to See More Tears
Brian Baumgart goes to a darkly reflective and emotionally honest place in this poem.
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Brian Baumgart’s chapbook of poetry, Rules for Loving Right, was released from Sweet Publications in 2017, and his prose and poetry have appeared in a number of print and online journals, including Tipton Poetry Journal, Blue Earth Review, SLAB, Ruminate, and previously in Good Men Project. He is the Director of the AFA in Creative Writing Program at North Hennepin Community College, just outside Minneapolis, and he has an MFA from Minnesota State University-Mankato. His son adores mythological monsters and cryptids, and his daughter has learned to croak “Redrum” while angling her finger at strangers; he will gladly accept responsibility for these children.