By Alyssa Trivett
The trains run
every so often,
jackhammering off and above the track
and the sound effects are glass smashing
in a silent movie ear shrill pounding nails
into quicksand.
Kids fish reel their bikes
over different Tetris
levels of sidewalks,
an elderly man hula hoops
in front of his work desk
on his driveway
in broad daylight.
This is like any afternoon,
or evening.
Take your pick,
dear cartoon character
flipping a coin
in front of a movie theater.
Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. She chirps down coffee while scrawling lines on the back of gas station receipts. Her work has recently appeared at In Between Hangovers, Apricity Magazine and The Rye Whiskey Review.
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