americanis familiaris

By R. S. Brandriff

Steel and glass and concrete strewn

so thin we can’t keep up, reaching out,

an artificially organic spread that crawls across the land carelessly,

leaving empty dollhouses where we step

to be filled by the

trees and the weeds and the

birds nesting in the spaces we leave behind

R. S. Brandriff is a writer, poet, and software developer living in the American Southwest with their two cats and far too many coffee mugs. They write about love, neurodivergency, and the apocalypse, with poetry upcoming in Sledgehammer Lit. You can find them on Twitter @_hedgebones, and on their website, hedgebones.com, where new microfiction and poetry are published weekly.