empty


sometimes you have to destroy

things to make space

we live in an abandoned city

this is where my father was born

across the river my mother was born

this is how you speak

when the world

has gone

our children

are bombarded by images

will our machines

remember us when we die?

About Sean William Lynch
Sean Lynch is a writer and editor who lives in South Philly. Lynch's first book of poems, the city of your mind, was published in 2013 by Whirlwind Press. His second chapbook, Broad Street Line, focusing on politics and public transportation, was published by Moonstone Press in 2016. 100 Haiku is his latest release, also published by Moonstone Press in 2018. Lynch's writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including (parenthetical), Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

One Response to empty

  1. pembroke5 says:

    Will our machines remember us when we die? A classic line.

    Alexander Marshall pembroke5@aol.com

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