by Kai White
i possess
the digital body
of norman reedus
and carry the corpse
of my mother
up mt. olympus
trying to feel
anything at all
i marvel
at the apocalypse
skyscrapers
gutted
like apartments
in east cleveland
like the horrors
we wage
against children
in palestine
the ocean
is endless
if i believed
in motherhood
my mother
would be
the ocean
i watch
the waves
wash away
the tears
the blood
concrete
and shattered glass
Kai White is an existentially curious writer from Kent, Ohio. Kai is into reading, collage art, talking to cats, and meditating with monks over the internet. Kai White’s work has been published in Hobart, Memezine, Persephone, Dadakuku, Bizarre Publishing House, and other places.