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Postcard from Norway

First grade was still two years away, but it felt like a lifetime.

A Big Heart

We shocked Spokansky perhaps a dozen times until it seemed cruel and a waste of electricity.

Hades

I visit Hades via Zoom funeral.

My COVID-19

“I’m not coming home,” I say.

Blue Storm

Blue flatulence under a tailpipe

Blue flatulence under a tailpipe splinters my breath

The Donation of Plasma

We feel(felt) life draining from us, now we feel the thrill of getting(giving) it back.

© Richie Smith 

© Richie Smith