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Bryan Rickert

Windy City

There’s not much of a sunrise in the city. It’s dark, then a wedge of light cuts a path between two skyscrapers and through streets already bumper-to-bumper. Waiting for a Lyft, I think about how disconnected and battered I’ve become in this nonstop maze. Yesterday’s trash tumbles by. I watch as a gust picks a paper bag off its shadow, slams it back down.

thirty floors up
how did an ant
get this far?

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About the Author

Bryan Rickert lives in Belleville, Illinois. He is the editor at The Living Senryu Anthology. His first book of haiku, Fish Kite, is available through Cyberwit Publishing.