Competitors

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Our house complainsof his heavy feet overhead – quick as excited heartbeatsbut then still-stopped to my gone voice in our playof Grandmother’s Footsteps once commanding my sonto fix and freeze under my quick look – that thrillin his lost childhood – testing his parents by such stealthwas an unplanned rehearsal for these sometimes-daysof eggshell steps...


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Knock(ed)

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

and our kids will never die in Fortnite’s re-run battles as they build walls and kill with preposterous abilities by arts once owned by gods Mike Bell Poetry Mike Bell aims to write 10,000 poems, stick them up here one at a time, and then take a nap. By then he should be about 85...


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Fortnite

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

My son parachutes
into a zone

I think

as his mate chats
from another place ...


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