Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Again

In the glove compartment, I found a card tucked inside a red envelope with your inscription written in second language cursive. You hoped we'd get through our hard times soon. I heard your voice for a moment, saw your face, felt my love, and again had to wonder why we are apart - you off in your world, me here in mine not answering the phone, which almost never rings, listening to a mouse rummaging through the kitchen.

Friday, February 15, 2019

Valentine

We talked in my dream last night
For the first time since I met you
Why now?

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

301

a long night of mostly sleeplessness 
littered with anxious thoughts, grinding teeth,
ridiculous dreams

at least the rain has stopped 
this hotel room
quiet as a tomb