Mixed.

“You knew your angels loved you
but you also knew they would leave
someone they could not save.”

From “The Silence” by Philip Schultz

Phantom Limb

If I’m so detached
why do I feel
so much pain?

Pressure

Outside the glass,
the new birds chirp.
Spring citrus blossoms
spritz.

Inside, my vice-gripped head
must shrink, dissolve
or butter itself
out.