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2026, Day Book, Ohio River Valley Lit, the no-scape

T-Minus / Double-Edged Prayer

T-Minus

The morning after the storm
and the rocket launch, the first
I watched since 1986,
I’m drinking coffee and making plans
to roll on home down I-64.

There is always one more
countdown clock, always
another round of system checks
and then, when the time is right,
go.

Double-Edged Prayer

the grass grew in my absence
and still I have to service the mower:
new plug, new air filter,
the double-edged prayer
that pulling the cord will
and will not start the mower
and the summer will come, strangle
the house in tall grass and native weeds
terrifying the neighbors who walk their dogs
in front of my house on the same sidewalk
where the guy next door sells
his widower father’s prescription pain pills

[Daybook 2026 // Spring 4.2-4.3.26

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Mick Parsons
Mick Parsons
@rivercitymick

Poet. Essayist. Fictioner. Steamboat fireman. Bit of a grackle.

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2023, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, river life, summer, the no-scape, waterfront, Working Class Literature

heat of the night: July 2023

before she curled up to sleep on the bench, the woman lit a match and burned a small piece of paper she had rolled up. it was a prayer. she wore an old sweatshirt with a ruffled dickey on it, the sort of thing a grandnephew might give for Christmas. people come to the river all the time and burn little prayers. sometimes, in the absence of fire, they leave them on a bench or the wall in case God walks by. the entire wharf is an altar and we are all offered up.

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