The Very Next Season
The woman asked me if I could move out of her way.
A variety of people came into the subway car.
Some were overly friendly. Others were insane.
I looked around for someone that I knew.
It was then I discovered that some of my friends had grown very old.
I quickly changed trains at DeKalb and rode all the way to Coney Island.
I walked past the frozen Ferris wheel out onto the beach.
The winter rains reminded me that the very next season was Spring.
Michael Cooney has published poetry in Badlands, Second Chance Lit, Bitter Oleander, Big Windows Review and other journals. His short stories have appeared recently in Sundial Magazine, Bandit Fiction and Cerasus and his novellas “The Witch Girl & The Wobbly” were published by Running Wild Press in 2021 and his “Good Catholic Girl” by ELJ Editions in 2023.
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