Morning Commute

by Daniel Flosi

If, on my morning

commute, all the street-

lamps go out, and the city

under dark, long

shadows, were to

succumb to the pressures

of life without

electricity— where

then, would our eyes

turn? would the dandelions

still know up from

down, or would gravity turn us

inside out and swallow us whole?

About the Author

Dan Flosi is an American poet and artist living in the greater Seattle metro area. He is a husband and dad. He believes that the more we identify with the general roles we make up, instead of individual particulars, the more commonality we will find with one another. He has had work published in Vita Brevis, and is currently working on his manuscript. More of his work can be found at https://www.entertainedamerican.com