A new poem by Lola Koundakjian has appeared in Jacar Press' ONE online journal.
Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos
I turn off the lights —
the soft music inches away —
turn on my right side and think
is this how it feels,
when the cord is spun and
measured by the Moirai
then cut, and the puppet
representing you, your life
suddenly falls?
And you, your routine
as you know it, excised
from this universe.
What day is it?
Did I sleep enough?
Is the sunrise visible?
Yes, the rain is finally gone.
