#1
big nod to nick

Transmissions from an Old Blue House - Collect Calls in the Twenty-First Century
When I was little and living in Wisconsin
there was a radio station that played
the sound of the ocean,
and my mother would listen to it
because she said it calmed her
and made it easier to think.

Sometimes at 4:30 in the morning
I hear her old awful nagging
about the holes in the back of my head
where everything she taught me
must have fallen out—that I would
leave her just like the others—
and I hear the sound of the ocean
and how little it did.
I can even smell her soggy breath—
it would wake anybody up.

A century ago a man spoke across a wire
from New York to San Francisco
and now, one hundred years
and five hundred miles in the making,
an automated voice apologizing
in my stead because
I never could.
Anatomy Anatomy
Whale Blue Review

Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me
#2
beautiful, again. this hits hard.
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e-married to
theguitarist
minterman22
tateandlyle
& alaskan_ninja

#6
it smelled like wine, though i'm wondering if it needs to or if it's a distracting detail.

it originally read soggy wine/wino breath

i'd probably be ok just leaving breath stand alone


thanks guys. will return comments. dylan, thanks for the encouragement. doing some small publications and probably bigger ones soon so ill consider it.
Anatomy Anatomy
Whale Blue Review

Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me