High Horse

Nebraska, 2025 by Madeline Rupard

Sacred screen door

a cold wind
visits
for a week or so

clouds greet me
@ my doorstep

i look up






The economics of pain

I’m a frenetic – reaching for /
waiting for a silverware

various parking l
ots appeal to me but

esp. the immaculate
strip mall ones

with a 

		     sun settin into them






a criminalized ecology

prolific / jaunted the lot
	      its emptiness I wanna

touch it
	      i’ve had enough

a lot
dusk
perfect park job






unwritten bible story

a sidewalk crack
	could never haunt me
school is a pile
	of old leaves

Austin Miles is from southeast Ohio. He is the author of the chapbook Perfect Garbage Forever (Bottlecap Press) and has poems published in Touch the Donkey, Reap Thrill, Don’t Submit!, and elsewhere.

(Painter: Madeline Rupard: @madelinerupard / madelinerupard.com)