We, The Feeble Minded Just so you know we already feel useless like shriveled acorns dropped on the sidewalk even before you grind us under your heel before you scream at us— “take root... and grow already!” even in rich soil we’d be stunted maladapted growing along the ground huddled from the wind it’s a good thing not too many of us have kids to fuck up the gene pool, right? we’re doing you all a favor by making ourselves extinct like tribal elders who walk out into winter storms as the food supply dwindles call it compassion you’re welcome Brian Rihlmann was born in New Jersey and currently resides in Reno, Nevada. He writes free verse poetry, and has been published in The Blue Nib, The American Journal of Poetry, Cajun Mutt Press, The Rye Whiskey Review, and others. His first poetry collection, “Ordinary Trauma,” (2019) was published by Alien Buddha Press.
Like the title says.