post-suburban gothic

by Zoe Chuang

Photo by George Becker from Pexels

i used to think that God

poked holes in the sky with needles to make the stars, but

lately

i don’t find myself believing much of anything.

i watch the sun rise from my couch, eyes

tired but mind awake, and wonder

how it came to be.

the curtains block my view.

things here used to be beautiful, don’t you remember?

Part 2 of 4 will appear in the March Equinox issue of Delicate Emissions.

Zoe Chuang is a longtime poet, aspiring librarian, and sitcom enthusiast from Alabama.