A Brief History of Your Absence
- May 30, 2025
- 1 min read
by Spencer Eckart

They held a parade in your honor, but you hadn’t vanished yet. You were still wolfing hummus, still putting on one odd sock.
Everyone kept applauding anyway. They mistook your doubt for performance art.
The mayor read a speech about how brave it is to disappear.
Later, someone said you were just hiding in the crawlspace beneath yourself. They brought blankets. They waited all year.
Spencer Eckart is a hybrid poet with work published or forthcoming in Ghost City Review, Apocalypse Confidential, t’ART Magazine, and elsewhere.


