in the torn-apart years by John Sweet


growing up in some pale grey
ghost town of tomorrow or
maybe not growing up at all

maybe making the wrong choice
in the wrong house on a
dead-end street

tells his mother that his
father hated her and she laughs,
says he hated all of them

no secrets

no punches pulled

the kingdom of nil

©2020 John Sweet




John Sweet sends greetings from the rural wastelands of upstate NY. He is a firm believer in writing as catharsis, and in the continuous search for an unattainable and constantly evolving absolute truth. His latest poetry collections include HEATHEN TONGUE (2018 Kendra Steiner Editions) and A FLAG ON FIRE IS A SONG OF HOPE (2019 Scars Publications).


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