Nothing to Lose

In the cacophony
of sound,
the crows stood out,
the lawnmower
started and stopped,
the dogs barked,
but became quiet.
It was the crows which
sang from morning to
evening, persistent
and loud.
They sang as if they
had nothing to lose.
But they gained
my interest.

Luis Cuachtemoc Berriozabal has poems published in Prose Toad, Cerebral Catalyst, Wilmington Blues, Zimmerzine, and Open Wide Magazine, Thunder Sandwich, Nth Position, and Spitfire Poetics. He works in the mental health field and was born in Mexico.

Email: Luis Cuachtemoc Berriozabal

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