lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

Author: ps pirro

  • The Bones of Birds

    There is no ground, said Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche, that is the good news. The bad news is that we are falling, falling, never to land.…

  • August Links

    A long-ago friend told me “You can’t build on shifting sands,” and so it is perhaps not the time to build, when the sands are…

  • July Links

    Summer becomes eclectic as July slides into August and nobody seems to know what’s going on. Normal summer activities like going to the lake and…

  • Children of Ozymandias

    The Princes hoist their flags above the Capitol dome, fist-bumps for all the children of Ozymandias, they inherit the crumbling empire, sandblasted from sea to…

  • It’s Just What Was

    A month after a tree fell on my house, a tree fell on my neighbor’s house, as if this were now a commonplace thing, trees…

  • June Links

    I thought it was just me, but no. I’m pretty sure we’re all just winging it. Some of us have been gifted — by genetics,…

  • The Tree on the Roof

    There is a tree lying across the roof of my house, a fairly large tree that came down yesterday in the early hours of an…

  • May Links

    “I know what I value. I don’t know what I need.” Says Heather Havrilesky, in conversation with Jennifer Louden on the Create Out Loud podcast.…

  • This Week You’re a Flowerpot

    So much has been written this past week about abortion rights and the leaked Alito opinion, with responses far more comprehensive than I could hope…

  • April Links

    My month-long hiatus extended nearly half a year (surprise!) as I wandered through a wet, gray, Midwest winter and on into early spring, when none…