Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
One is fine. None’s sublime.
It started with what and went from there.
How quickly
How thick
Midlife pools.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
Frankenstein, an early adopter, fidgets by firelight
cotton sweaters with the American flag, Oxford shirts, and riding boots.
gul any flower
gul a candle’s tongue
I’m frightened. You too?
Anyone can see I am walking in a circle.
My nerves are trained Millions of years have gone by And I am not afraid of anything