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The Morning Show ~ PETER LUI
The Morning Show
PETER LIU
clouds start to tremble the sky is aging grey like the hair on my mom’s head I noticed just today
the chilled car window bites the side of my cheek as phantoms in the forest play hide and go seek
turn on the radio she says with a holler as z one hundred answers the next caller
when the last song fades and drums no longer bounce Elvis Duran has something to announce
“times are changing” “things are going to get rough” “we’ll get through this together” “you’re never safe enough”
the sky slowly falls trees curiously stare up ahead on the road crows cry out “beware!”
north st is quivering the cold air is shivering above in the sky the sun starts flickering
they call it a virus which technically is right, but it will be remembered as a parasite.
