because they lived for doing, for telling others what to do, / for anger with strategic purpose, leaving and arriving / at their homes in darkness holding hours more of work

snow falling upward | Ed Brickell | apjpoetry

An afternoon of bright needles on our faces. The frozen lake, the tree-dark shoreline. Our hiking poles tapped the ice on the trail, boots crunching.

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The church bells rang on the hill above my houseWhile the children played below.The youngest from another neighborhoodAsked me what it was.”That’s the monster alarm,” I said.&#822…

Murder hornets mutter in the peeling eavesWhere flags of no known nation hang.Mom and Dad are never coming home from work,They’ve thrown away their burner phones.”It’s heritage, n…

You had sat at our tables for decades,until one day, in the midst of a story told many times,you carried a flickering questionthrough the crumpling hallways of yourself,and you answered, enough. An…

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