The last song I sang cracked in my throat
The last words I spoke were too soft to hear
The last sun that rose left no shadows
The last sun that set illuminated nothing
The last time I held you I wasn’t there
The last breath I took was not of air
The last road we rode took me to a place nobody should go
The last song I sang was no song at all
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Published by mikepowernyc
Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.
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