The Tin Man

This story is paired with Chapter 5 of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum. For best experience, download the LithoReader for your iPhone or iPad and get NonBinary Review for free. 

The Tin Man walks down 6th Avenue,
iPod stuck in his ears disguises
the jangled sound of jagged metal,
stripped toothed gears, half melted belts,
over stretched springs,

all in a plastic Fred Meyer grocery bag
stuffed in the depths of his black backpack.

Its been broken too many times, oiled tears
drain down rain gutter cheeks, remembers
the blue eyed munchkin maiden.

The cool damp salt air drifts from Puget Sound
paints rust tattoos on his silver skin,
as he stands in the shadow of the Wizard’s
Space Needle castle, the throne room
in a constant rotation against the blue sky.

He came to see if his heart was under warranty,
to see if he could trade the Wizard for a new one…
this one is too fucked up to repair.

NBR3TompkinsphotosmallNathan Tompkins is a poet and photographer living in Portland, Oregon. He’s had work in various publications, and is the author of two chapbooks:
Junk Mail of the Heart, and The Dog Stops Here.