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by Antonia Clark
I’m going to live online when I get old.
I hope the nursing homes all have high-speed
connections, wireless Internet, e-mail
with good spam-blockers, and RSS feed.
At last, I’ll have uninterrupted hours
to read the boards, to roam the blogosphere,
a password as my passport, an ID
for every portal in the new frontier.
And this is all the immortality
I wish for: On the far side of the screen,
I’ll leave my electronic fingerprints
so that at last, part of me might, unseen,
slip through some cyber-door that’s left ajar
and live forever through my avatar.
Antonia Clark is a medical writer for a medical software company in Burlington, Vermont. She has previously published short stories and essays, and has taught creative writing in community college and adult education programs; currently she is co-administrator of an online poetry forum, The Waters. Her poems have appeared, or are forthcoming, in The Pedestal Magazine, kaleidowhirl, Rattle, Stirring and Tipton Poetry Journal.