About the poet
Kelly Grovier (b. 1968) grew up in America and was educated at the University of California, Los...
I once shook hands with a pawn-
broker in Chicago who claimed
to have the desert saint's trigger-
finger cottoned in his fridge, and ever
since, each time I twist a lid of pickled
gherkins, lick the sweet vinegar
lizarding off my thumb, my mind
twitches to Chihuahua, like a tumble-
weed churning in the blue tequilaed
sun, lipping to itself Pancho's
parting shots: 'don't let it end
like this - tell them I said something'.
unpublished, © Kelly Grovier 2008, used by permission of the author.
Kelly Grovier Reading from his Poems