Your brown hair ripples
like Captain Marvell cape
in spring breeze.
Hulk’s heart
THUMP THUMP THUMPS
for you more thunderously
than mighty Thor hammer.
Your pale skin glistens
like milky white Space Ghost
costume beneath stars.
Hulk waits in moonlight for you
so we may smash side by side
in search of mythical
green songbird called love.
A Sweet Summers Night on Hammer Hill - Jens Lekman
Greg Santos was born and raised in Montreal. He is the author of the poetry e-book Thinking Things Through (Pangur Ban Party, 2009). His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in publications such as The Future Hygienic (PistolPress, 2009), McSweeney's, Spilt Milk, The Best American Poetry Blog, The Feathertale Review, and Six Sentences. He lives in New Haven, Connecticut with his wife. He is the poetry editor of pax americana.
Photos by Adam Lawrence.
Street art by Muck of the younity collective.
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