Jacob Butlett, Two Poems

Pyramid Paperweight
a thing poem for my younger self
Jacob Butlett

On the paperwork the paperweight’s
Your brain in a desert of fire.
Those times you find yourself in tears:

You’re not funny, you’re not smart, Continue reading “Jacob Butlett, Two Poems”

Francine Witte, Accident

Accident
Francine Witte

Stella was in the driver’s seat when the car just took over. She tried with all her strength to turn left, to avoid the parked red Chevy, but the car turned right and slammed into it.

Of course, Stella thought of the Twilight Zone. Of course, she smelled her own breath.

But she was sober, and this was real, real life. Continue reading “Francine Witte, Accident”

Michael T. Young, Evidence of Things Unseen

Evidence of Things Unseen
Michael T. Young

At first a scratch behind the wall.
Swelling pipes? Then
streamers of insulation
behind the toilet, frayed
carpet threads near baseboard molding.

Refresh the traps, clean out
the old peanut butter bait,
green and hard in the bowls.

Rats take days to grow comfortable
with changes in the room.
But on a rainy night,
when there’s little to feed on, a snap
in the dark. In the morning, I find
the limp, mud-colored
body of our suspicions.

There’s relief, an easing of defenses, Continue reading “Michael T. Young, Evidence of Things Unseen”

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