And now, as summer ends
and the days spread thin,
I feel my life like a meal,
not a bad meal, but one
I have eaten too many times.
And now, as summer ends
and the days spread thin,
I feel my life like a meal,
not a bad meal, but one
I have eaten too many times.
Timothy Schirmer lives in Brooklyn, where he's happy to walk down the streets with his headphones on. His writing has recently appeared or is forthcoming in Necessary Fiction, Crab Creek Review, Rattle, Word Riot, Quiddity JMWW, FRiGG, The Monarch Review, The Adirondack Review, Rust + Moth, Bluestem, and in other fine places. He lives online at: timothyschirmer.com
image: Carabella Sands