by Kyla Marshell
I'm just here so I won't get fined
get found trampled in a pit of the unsprouted
mysteriously sent to the planet of last-responders
I'm still the same person I was yesterday
lit from inside, unflickering
waiting for the elevator
sighing into the phone
you know what it's like, man, being human
last week I felt my dream come true again:
brown speck of child tearing across the green
open-mouthed sound
cosmos quaking
last week it was yeah
now it's nope
I'm here
you know why
thanks for asking
Last updated July 25, 2022