Poem by Chad Parenteau

 

Home for the Zombie Apocalypse

Today I met my father
outside the cemetery
where he was waiting

just as I knew he’d be
just as I knew where he’d been
the headstone I dodged

these last three years
the hospital ten minutes
late for his death.

Of course he said nothing
redemption an end-game tally
no film’s soundtrack swell.

 

Chad Parenteau is Associate Editor of Oddball Magazine. His first work in this position was one year ago, posting zombie poems.

 

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