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Bob Lucky

It Was Over Before It Began

The Earth shook not like an earthquake, not like a tremor rising from the core and disrupting the surface, toppling skyscrapers and twisting bridges, but rather like a shiver of dread quivering though the collective human consciousness. Everything appeared the same outwardly but seemed different inwardly. A mother sensed her children were no longer innocent. An old man reached out and touched nothing. It was time to take a stand but there was nowhere to stand, just sides to choose. The middle ground had disappeared.

breaking news
a sinkhole opens up
in my heart

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About the Author

Bob Lucky is the author most recently of My Thology: Not Always True But Always Truth (Cyberwit, 2019) and the chapbook Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books, 2018), which was a winner of the James Tate Poetry Prize in 2018. Lucky lives in Portugal, where he is working his way through all the regional cheeses and wines.