Issue Twenty-Six - Summer 2015

Rapture

By Dan Raphael

I wondered why so many empty parking spaces
Then looked up and saw the lid of the sky had been removed,
Thousands of bodies gushing upwards.

Most of the homeless were gone; most of the small business owners
Were trying to find staff. I paid the meter as certainly the police were still here.

I tried to call home but a cloud of cell phones enforced silence.
Maybe the pawn shop with used guitars and guns is open.
We have inherited the earth; not all of us are meek.

Copyright Raphael 2015

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