Contributor: Todd Mercer

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Under the overhang
a misguided dragonfly
buzzes a sweat bee lodge
(Local # 303). Evening wanders off
into an almost-anonymous night,
unaccompanied, without leave or fare thee well.
Any minute these soffit-colonizing insects
will cease pro forma conflicts,
suspend operations on account of darkness.
Truce, détente, until tomorrow;
I’ve got to fly too.


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Todd Mercer was nominated for Best of the Net in 2018. His chapbook Life-wish Maintenance is posted at Right Hand Pointing. Recent work appears in: The Magnolia Review, Praxis and Soft Cartel.