Monday, December 15, 2025

“Slurred Prayers” By Richard LeDue


How can heaven exist

in both an empty and full bottle

of whisky? Prayers slurred

words circling the toilet

at 2 AM, while the next morning

waits like a vengeful god,

ready to remind me I still exist.





Richard LeDue (he/him) lives in Norway House, Manitoba, Canada. He writes poems. His last collection, “Another Another,” was released from Alien Buddha Press in May 2025.

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