They both paused to
listen to
the beating
of curtains
of rain
droplets on
the concrete
and glass
windows the wind
whistling howling
whispering
the occasional bicycle
or automobile
tires crisping against
the permeated
asphalt the absence
of human voice
About the author
Alex Starr is a writer in the San Francisco Bay Area. You can find poems in Lunch Ticket, Meat for Tea: The Valley Review,…
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Issue 25 - Spring 2022
Table of contents
- Poetry
- Postcard Prose
- Visual Poetry
More from The Journal
- Visual Poetry
- Visual Poetry
By Zachary Gambrill
black ink on paper
- Visual Poetry
By Zachary Gambrill
comic book cover
- Postcard Prose
By Lauren Barbato
I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
- Poetry
The leak in your breathing/
tube makes a cartoon squeak./
It takes two nurses, silent/
as nuns, to place you/
in my arms...
- Poetry
If I have already/
gone insane/
but I want to get/
crazier yet,/
what’s my move?/
Go outsane?
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Poetry,
Visual Poetry,
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