A Warm Place
By Alex Berman
A story about barnyard animals who used to be friends.
I hate that we can’t talk like we used to
because of the way that she kicked and the way that she could not be broken
But it’s undeniable that
I’ve had a very bad fall,
and my back hurts to breathe.
She has made you a casualty but I don’t think you know it
And I’m sorry about your heart and all the parts of you spilled on the pavement.
I’d pick them all up if you’d let me.
It’s because my bones cracked when she made cry that
they rebreak again when you make me laugh
But I’ll try to differentiate because
what I want more than anything is
to be in a warm place again.
My mentor told me about a prompt from The Artist’s Way called the Hall of Monsters, where “monsters” (as well as heroes in your life) are made into characters. I ended up drawing pictures of people I knew, or rather what they feel like to me. Because sometimes a person feels less like a person and more like a stampede of horses. I compiled these drawings and a short poem about my experiences with the people they represent into a digital zine format.
Alex Berman was born and raised in Manhattan and is currently a high school sophomore in the Bronx. When not out running (preferably in the rain), Alex can usually be found drawing, writing, or reading with a cup of tea and a cuddly kitten. Alex is also known (to no one) as a Corduroy Pants Enthusiast and would really like to get that title going if you don’t mind. Just, you know, the next time you’re on the topic of pants (corduroy), give Alex a mention.