Tricky intermission
By A.H. Thomas

 

I blew smoke into the insects
did not care for their papery wings
Just lit my cigarette
And blew straight
into
t h E. M

 

Funny thing about life
There’s always an intermission

 

THE p o. N d IS dry.
dry.
Two inches for 200 fish.
what now?

 

life is a fresco of
Thoughts and prayers
Warm chromas red
orange
brown
chromatic greys.
impressionist lost his mind a long time ago

 

Someone needs to take his brush away
How come we admire doves but
abandon pigeons?

 

you see¿ Y. O. U se. E
Tiny tots glued to tv screens
rot(ting)
rott(in)
rot.

 

Who wants to write about a two inch pond
when it is two inches?
Who. Wants to read a poem when they are

rotting

 

A.H. Thomas from US is a young queer author from the heart of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Her other work can be seen in The Hunger Magazine and is upcoming in Belt Review Magazine.