By Todd Osborne
in my mind I am still
driving up and down murfreesboro rd
to and from my childhood home
wandering aimless, wondering at what changes
and what stays the same lately
all the news I hear of you is negative
a photograph in black-and-white a still
stuck in time long gone a man in a suit is calmly
stating horrific as if it is fine
another man is having his time cut short
for no apparent reason I miss you
and the innocence I possessed when I lived with you
before I possessed knowledge
or anything like wisdom the waters are still rising
in my mind they never stopped
Todd Osborne is a poet and educator originally from Nashville, TN. His debut poetry collection, Gatherer, will be published by Belle Point Press in Spring 2024. His poems have previously appeared at The Missouri Review, Tar River Poetry, Cutbank, and EcoTheo Poetry Review. He is a feedback editor for Tinderbox Poetry Journal and a reader for Memorious. He lives and writes in Hattiesburg, MS, with his wife and their three cats: Patrina, Gwen, and Pizza Roll.
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