March 29, 2024

Peel and Drag

The bus lurches, My hand falling for the fourth Time on the sign that says ‘Do not touch.’ A door opens and the bus Coughs me into the street. It rolls away— I try not […]

Broken Toy Soldier

I found him on the street: green, like camouflage, I almost overlooked him, among the brown October leaves by the gray sidewalk. One arm raised but the raised arm broken off at the shoulder; whatever […]