“and I think of the ice I waded out on as a kid, of how often the world seems like it’s going to shatter, but then, miraculously, mercilessly, does not.” LifePoetryDangerPoemLivingSafetyPersisting Author:Adam Scheffler
“So what if the old man on the bus is trying and failing to remember his dead mom’s face, as if the past were not a cartoon tunnel scratched on a wall?” PastPoetryLossGriefPoemAgingMemoryCartoons Author:Adam Scheffler