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Gal in fronta me left
a Carolina fishing boat
to chase them asteroids.
Rocks floating in dark
gotta hotter economy now.

Lunar enby folks across here,
all got they marriages
dissolved by robot bosses;
true love on assembly line
not profitable today.

Grandpunks wanna stick me
in Edmonton creche next week.
“Cognitive decline,” AI doc says.
Nah, I go to Mama Neptune,
habitat of beer and jumping dice.

Make enough there, might defrost
they grandpas next year.



K. M. Praschak is a poet from Oklahoma. She’s had poems published by Kaleidotrope, Star*Line, and other venues. Her ancestor Caroline left Europe in the 1600s and her mother left Asia in the 1960s. She’d like to think they were chatty at their points of departure.
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4 Nov 2024

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