by Mark Senkus

Published in Issue No. 223 ~ December, 2015

a leaf worm stretches out

on the sidewalk after a rain

racing warm sun to the other side

but I look closer and see

it is already too late

its movement is an illusion

it is quite dead and

desiccated upon the


his final bed pinned

to a gravestone

for all to walk over


springtime is here

but some of us have

difficulty seeing past

the end of a long


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Mark Senkus was born in Detroit, Michigan, and for many years now has lived in a far corner of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula in proximity to a forest known as the Delirium Wilderness. Senkus obtained a Master of Social Work degree and works as a psychotherapist for a Native American tribe.