People Shaped Illusions by Richard LeDue

[tabby title="Poem"] TV corpses the shape of closed books,barely big enough to fill a sheet,while a middle-aged married coupletalk in the dark about daysfar enough in the past to bluffas being more than just lost,and the politician on the billboardis...

Appreciating the Finite Infinity Found on Saturday Mornings by Richard LeDue

[tabby title="Poem"] Lying in bed at 10:47 AMwith the lights on,reading a dead man's letters,hoping to get an answer for the waymy cold knees hide under blankets,whispering failures about attempts at warmth,but it has been worse, but also better-my body...