When I’m Gone

When I’m Gone

A short poem by Rick Baldwin about loss, presence, and the moon’s beauty. ‘When I’m Gone’ evokes memory, night, and the memory of important loved ones.

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New Year

New Year

Countdown ignored— tucked beneath a stranger’s quilt, like two-for-one toasted loaves from the mountain bakery. We stormed the daunting future with the resolve of a fat calico cat on her fifteenth birthday. Your mask, your phone, glowing, poised for battle— until the...

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Taking Flight

Taking Flight

I release them. Fledglings pushed from the nest, thin-skinned and chirping. Constantly on guard for the cat and coyote. Skipping from tall grass to bush until there is enough strength to fly and feed alone. They build their nests in hidden hearts of those who discover...

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Arid

Arid

Before the rains,I live in your skeleton,pressed beneath the crustof your face. I breathe the dustof powdered heartbeatsbeneath your chipped breasts,dry as bone.The spit from your lipssearing, mineralburns my throat raw. I enter youas a serpent burrowsinto desert...

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I'm Rick Baldwin

I'm Rick Baldwin

a writer and artist whose work spans humor, horror, poetry, essays, and playwriting, often rooted in the textures of Southern life and Appalachian culture—its religion, storytelling, and quirky absurdities—my work moves between the reflective and the unsettling, the comic and the strange.

I am an award-winning cartoonist and illustrator, and the editor of The Leghorn, a humor publication dedicated to sharp, irreverent satire. My creative work also extends into podcasting, where I explore storytelling, culture, and the absurdities in between.

Originally from East Tennessee, I now live on the east side of Atlanta with my wife, where we spend much of our time searching for interesting art and fresh produce.

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