take a puff and pass
and yeah that’s great grass
but man does it have
my head in a vice

like a place
I don’t know and man I gotta
go and when I get there

I hope I stop moving because I
can’t feel my fingers
they linger on the keys like a fraction
too long but the song’s only
started and we’ve only just parted
and I shouldn’t have blurted out
the way I did man

you remember the night
we took oxy and drank 20 beers
neither do I

I sometimes wonder
who allows redemption

take a puff and pass
and yeah that’s great grass
but man does it have
my head in a vice

Chad W. Lutz is a speedy human born in Akron, Ohio, in 1986, and raised in the neighboring suburb of Stow. Alumna of Kent State University’s English program, Chad earned an MFA in Creative Writing at Mills College and currently serves as an assistant editor for Pretty Owl Poetry. Their writing has been featured in KYSO Flash, Foliate Oak Literary Magazine, Gold Man Review, and Haunted Waters Press, was awarded the 2017 prize in literary fiction by Bacopa Review and was a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart in poetry.