Poem Author: Chad Sweeney

Prophecy of the Heartbeat

“or the hours will drift sideways you’ll be / old in // Texas imbroglios of fire /
tracing the objects in your kitchen” | by Chad Sweeney

The Futures

“or three days from now you’ll get up // and cough and spit and push / the lever that sets birds loose from sleep” | by Chad Sweeney