Absolution
Forgive me the remaining. What is not alive in the morning. Only impatience of the earth to swallow the dead. Hungry and remorseless. Forgive me the bodies that no longer touch. The canyon that has opened in the belief of us. You have gone too far for turning back to the funeral from which you came. And I atop the ridge, still watch the horizon like an owl—wondering why I can see everything in the dark, but the truth is so terribly blinding.
Originally published in 2026 issue of Spirit Lake Review. Used with permission of Spirit Lake Review.




LQ! Break my damn heart, why don’t ya!
This is beautiful, and so true to any heart that has ever been broken. The ending is devastating in the best way. So good. ♥️👏🏻