By Robert Beveridge

World creaks
to a halt

sterile inhabitants
sicken and die

no one left
to bury them

lie in the streets
mummified

last cousins
too weak to move

Robert Beveridge (he/him) makes noise (xterminal.bandcamp.com) and writes poetry on unceded Mingo land (Akron, OH). He published his first poem in a non-vanity/non-school publication in November 1988, and it’s been all downhill since. Recent/upcoming appearances in Tension Literary, Horror Sleaze Trash, and Common House, among others.

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