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Featured Micro-lit Poetry SUNBURST

Rim Shot

Cassady O'Reilly-Hahn |
July 24, 2026

Alex Perez

From a bar
I watch
3 birds
sipping Jack
Daniels.

One trots
off
with
another.

One is left
with
the bill
alone.

My whiskey is
wasteland
dry

and I am
reduced to bird
catching.

I’ll get that
for you
baby.
Fuck off.
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