Wednesday, May 12, 2021

Micro Dose Monologue by Kevin M. Hibshman

“Is it getting warm in here?”

“Holy shit, Elon Musk's little launch rockets come back down to earth, man!”
“They fucking land on tiny pads in the middle of the ocean that wait out there for them!”

“Wow, that new's lady's face just did something really strange.”
“How did she do that?”

“Turn up the music.”
“I'm only hearing out of one ear.”

“Dig this, Space-X put a freaking car in orbit, forever playing David Bowie.”
“NASA would never have considered that.”




Kevin M. Hibshman has had poems, reviews and collages published in numerous publications world wide. Most recently, his work has been published by Rye Whiskey Review, Drinkers Only, The Crossroads and 1870. In addition to editing his own poetry e-zine, FEARLESS, he has authored sixteen chapbooks including: Incessant Shining (Alternating Current, 2011) and Love Sex Death Dreams (Green Bean Press, 2000).



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