Monday, April 1, 2024

Cookie By Parker Wilson


They gave me a cookie

when I finally left the bar

happy I was gone

and a congratulations

for the achievement

of walking out the door

and going home

to a bed where I woke up

in the morning with

chocolate on my face

wondering where

all these crumbs came from.







Parker Wilson is a writer and editor living in Highland Park. He is a recent MFA graduate and spends his free time running along the Detroit River. He’s published in Bristol Noir and is a founding editor at DUMBO Press.


Instagram:@parkerreviewsbooks


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