Exploring the world, one voice at a time.
by F.J. Bergmann
If I’d gotten hay for the horses from another farm
If I’d been able to pay cash
instead of working in the field
If you hadn’t lost your balance and sat down
just before the truck went under the bridge
If you’d never left Milwaukee
If he hadn’t left me
If the car had been vented and the garage shut tight
Where would I have lost myself?
©2018 F.J. Bergmann
F.J. Bergmann imagines tragedies on exoplanets.