Prayer
if there’s a god
I have only one request
and that is—
grant me eyes
to see in them
what I see
in a old farm truck
rusting in a field
how prisms
shine through
shattered glass
how wildflowers
sprout through holes
in the floorboards
Brian Rihlmann was born in New Jersey and currently resides in Reno, Nevada. He writes free verse poetry, much of it on the confessional side. He has been published in Blognostics, Yellow Mama, Raven Cage Zine, Synchronized Chaos, Cajun Mutt Press, The Rye Whiskey Review, and others.
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