It’s become routine, lately,
in the late evening,
when the dusk is dipped in blood,
and my skull vibrates
to the dull of monkey cymbals.
Mother and I have both been sick—
health pulled down by a scythe;
a gradual process, like graduation.
Our game show on at six
to solidify our existence.
Amanda Tumminaro lives in the U.S. Her poetry has appeared in The Radvocate, Spoon River Poetry Review and Seshat Magazine among others. She really digs music, although she has no musical ability herself! The Beatles are her favorite band. Her first poetry chapbook, The Flying Onion, will be released through The Paragon Journal in April of 2018.
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