Jul 5

POETRY

Photo by Alexander Bagno on Unsplash

Hedda wakes with a start,
her head on Løvborg’s shoulder.
The same rhythmic clack
that lulled her to sleep
pulls her out,
her head bouncing slightly
against the man’s sharp acromion.

She looks up to see him
gazing at the landscape
beyond the train car window.
She smiles a genuine smile…

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Jun 21

POETRY

Photo by Brian Schumin under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic license via Wikimedia Commons

We drove up Afton Mountain,
Cloaked in fog,
To say goodbye
Before she left for Fife,
The splendor of the Shenandoah
Somewhere to our left.

It was never right;
I was always running after her.
I thought about learning to walk on water,
But I was tired.

The Inn was…

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Matthew Thiele

Matthew Thiele

Teacher. Satirist. Scholar. Published in Slackjaw, Points in Case, McSweeney’s, Ben Jonson Journal, and elsewhere. Definitely not a robot. Or an alien.