Office Job dying of life – wasted while Americana – tinny/quiet – plays in the background and the walls encroach and the windows shake Children the sister is sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor in torn jeans – surrounded by shadows/glossy magazines/scissors/tape/scrapbooks making kings and queens – fawning over idols the older brother … Continue reading Poems by Alan Parry
“Walk”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #27 The clicker in my pockets, A sitting heart … Continue reading “Walk”