PAPERWEIGHT by Rebecca Weber


In the gutter
there is a paperweight.
On the side of the road,
a chandelier

I find myself in
but never a future

Today I’m not sure
if I’m the bullet or the brain
which side of the gun I’m on-

I’m almost certain I’ll feel better when it’s over
but it’s been over for longer than I’d care to admit.

Empathy is a curse,
an expensive waste
of garbage art.


Find Rebecca behind a Jersey Shore dumpster for more information and a tarot reading.

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