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Late For Fate

An overcast collected

the ashes, smoldering

over raked coals, crackling

with ambers as the shelter

for an earthquake collapsed

on the people hunkered in

for salvation from nature’s anger.

A catastrophe of pressing snooze

replaced my fate in a few minutes.

Sorry for the trouble,

but I’m glad I’m fucking late.

I dialed God, prayed for the people,

and thanked him for being late,

but always on time.


By Andy Cooper

From: United States

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