Send up to three poems on the subject of or at least mentioning the words hell and/or heaven, totaling up to 150 lines in length including stanza breaks, in the body of an email message or attached in a Word file to donkingfishercampbell@gmail.com by 11:59 PM PDT on September 22nd. No PDF's please. Color and B&W artwork are also desired. Please send in JPG form. No late submissions accepted. Poets and artists published in Four Feathers Press Online Edition: Hell or Heaven will be published online and invited to read at the Saturday Afternoon Poetry Zoom meeting on Saturday, September 23rd between 3 and 5 pm PST.

Wednesday, September 20, 2023

Joe Grieco

RECYCLING


Taking out trash today

Out to the recycle bins, curbside

My mother drove by in a Tesla

She didn’t even wave


Dead these fifty years

Why the hell would she get a Tesla?


Is heaven melting down the richness

In dead souls 

Recycling us

Into driverless cars 




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