Saturday, October 4, 2025

Crooked Shadows By Alyssa Trivett

[inspired by the Thrice song, “Crooked Shadows”]


As my boxcar pounces all over town running errands pre-clocking in,

crooked shadows ignite on the horizon.

My daily billboard pass for a local hospital reads as more comeback stories happen here.

And the adjacent billboard says your passion, your purpose, your path.

Thoughtful words to ponder as my right lead foot increases the miles per hour.

The hours fly on like a dizzy bat marathon.

And as the finally day winds down,

The daily interview I have with myself before the sun sets is…did I try my absolute best?







Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. When not working two jobs, she chirps down coffee while scrawling lines. Her work has appeared in many places, but most recently at Ex Ex Lit, and Duane's PoeTree 

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