2024, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, the no-scape, Working Class Literature

someday it will rain

it’s not about living forever: that fool’s errand

chasing after the memory

of who you thought you were

life as noun – the subject / object

of marketing ads you think you’re safe from ‘cuz you scroll

the algorithm of wrinkle-erasing photo filters

quipts on the generational skirmishes

blame games / selling you a memory you never were:

life as a verb – best served to live

until we don’t. burn. this day is fuel not ash

burn knowing someday

it will rain

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