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written by: Alyssa Trivett



The lights flickered again,
I heard a few chimes exit stage left.
Clock ticks simultaneously
battle the dog barking down the street.
How many lights can we leave on?
Model home.
Cardboard TV.
Mirage garage door.
Thursday evening
rattles its own bones,
shivers off street light shadow tears,
we close our shutter eyes.
And tell our hearts to aim for
what is best for only us.

Alyssa Trivett

Alyssa Trivett

Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. When not working two jobs, she listens to music and scrawls lines on the back of gas station receipts. Her work has recently appeared on VerseWrights.com, In Between Hangovers, and Hidden Constellation. She has fifteen poems in an upcoming anthology entitled Ambrosia, a collaboration with eight other poets, soon to be released by OWS Ink, LLC. All proceeds from the anthology will be donated to the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention.
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