Tuesdays But Also Sometimes Never
by Brady Pearson
I didn’t come to bed last night
Someone needed to water
The faux potted pothos you keep on your windowsill
It was dying after all
So I stayed up tending it
A restless farmer, wearing a feather duster
Tilling at windmills
Brady Pearson is a graduate of Portland State with a degree in Physics whose primary passions are poetry, philosophy, photography, physics, and alliteration.
Judges Comments – David Biespiel
This poem is a brief beauty. The pairing of “I didn’t” with “I stayed” is succinct. The puns — “potted pathos” and “tilling at windmills” — delightful.