KYSO Flash
Knock-Your-Socks-Off Art and Literature
Issue 2: Winter 2015
Prose Poem: 202 words


by Lee Kisling

Oh it’s hard out here on the planet. Way out here past the city limits, beyond the last billboard. They’ve closed down the mine. Our minerals are sleeping in the seams of hardpan on a far-flung world which has lost its way—out here at the very edge of your bright and shining universe.

In my mind’s ear I can still hear the rinky-tink piano, the loud laughter, and the solid thump of a beer glass on the scarred table. Rough-edged people retelling their joined stories. But folks are gone now, except for the few that got stuck in this dim place, a few too tired to start over, and some odd ones who are suited to the dark and the cold.

You don’t see a soul sometimes for days. Birthdays are not remembered. Families are scattered. And the wind always blows. The clothes snap on the clothesline like they are waving goodbye to those who packed up, pulled out, never sent a letter; and the mail only comes once every two hundred years.

The weeds are growing wild now in the cracks of the sidewalk, and the last street light is flickering like it has dust in its eye.

Lee Kisling
Issue 2, Winter 2015

is a recent graduate of Hamline University in St Paul, Minnesota. In December 2013, his poetry chapbook, The Lemon Bars of Parnassus, was published by Parallel Press in Madison, Wisconsin.

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