Found Drowned

By Kathryn Fitzpatrick

When me and Noah talk Jesus I tell him Constantine was the first
Christian emperor but he says Constantine was just a people
pleaser. On the drive for more cigarettes we listen to Joe Rogan,
and somewhere between gay frogs and free speech we learn that
the Egyptians were descendants of Atlantis, bobbing up from the
water like cans in a storm drain. The shops downtown are closed
for good: the native crafts store that sold throwing knives, the soft
serve stand, the train station connecting Thomaston to the world. If
civilization dies without art, we’ve been extinct since ’72. There’s
water dripping out the mouth of the tub and the drain is clogged. I
am wondering when it will spill over. I am wondering who will be
there to dig bits of our un-gilded sidewalks out of the sand.