poetry by j matthew waters


it’s complicated
how the days pass by like years
slowly becoming
as old as the moon
at the end
of its final phase

brand new shadows
appear from the faintest of light
light that speeds
past corners
zeroing in on
a present
that recently existed

september two thousand twenty-two
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