Photography © Chad Parenteau


The clock slides forward
guiding night through the dark,
creeping and celeritous.
I practice the art of breathing.

Yesterday, I saw a pigeon walking on the edge
of a busy highway.
It looked angry,
wildly bobbing its head and squawking into the wind.
Maybe the pigeon had reached its end-
the wings on his back mocking him like
withered limbs.

The clock slides forward
guiding day through the bright sunshine,
inching and instantaneous.
I practice the art of being.

Kelly Miller is a writer of fiction and poetry whose work has appeared in Gemini Magazine and The Drowning Gull.

Chad Parenteau is Associate Editor of Oddball Magazine. His latest collection of poetry is The Collapsed Bookshelf.