June 14, 2023

Pandemic Feature: Casting Call

By Peter Kline

Photo by Viktoria Alipatova on Pexels.com

We’re going to need a younger child. These teenagers are obviously compromised by moneysex and existential dread. Even the adolescents already fed false names into the video game. The toddlers are made of factory farms, the infants oil and viruses. To be the hero of this film you must never be born.

About the Author

Peter KlinePeter Kline is the author of two poetry collections, Mirrorforms (Parlor Press) and Deviants (SFASU Press). A former Wallace Stegner Fellow at Stanford University and James Merrill House and Amy Clampitt House resident, he teaches writing at the University of San Francisco and with Stanford’s Master of Liberal Arts Program. Since 2012 he has directed the San Francisco literary reading series Bazaar Writers Salon. He lives in San Francisco, and can be found online at www.peterklinepoetry.com.

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