New Everything

New Everything Knowing now the depth of some mistakes he made he said goodbye to the house the dog the wife the child made his way across town to the new apartment granite countertops everything more modern than what he left behind even the couch inherited from a friend is more comfortable than the oneContinue reading “New Everything”

Temporary Housing

Temporary Housing After he moved back in temporarily after he sold his house and was looking for a new one we went right back into the routine that I once found claustrophobic tedious   boring never quite oppressive. But the years apart informed methat the routine would follow me anywhere— that no one else wouldContinue reading “Temporary Housing”

Watching You Shave

Remember the lightin the bathroom?The one on the accordion arm? A twelve-inch illuminated circlewith a magnifying mirrorin the middle— we were like children in awegigglingcould see every poreeyelashlinein our skinbut we couldn’t see the linebeginning to separate usthe line we crossedto arrive in that hotelwhere the next morningI sat on the side of the tubwatchedContinue reading “Watching You Shave”

My Best Damn-Good Advice

My Best Damn-Good Advice I believe now is the time when my experience and hard-won understanding permit me to say to the young: don’t ever ever under any circumstances fall in love and expect it to last survive look feel taste like the perfection you never believed you’d find. I assure you— love can surviveContinue reading “My Best Damn-Good Advice”

My Estranged Relationship with Hope

I read a poem online. It was about loss. It wasn’t good. I write bad poems too, so I don’t judge the confusion of others who do the same thing I do to cope grieve lose, ungracefully, everything. This life is easy before it’s hard. But it was hard before it was easy. It’s aContinue reading “My Estranged Relationship with Hope”

A Brief History of Us

We are together in the background of a thousand photos, in the archives of others, where we exist at least once as the happy couple holding hands kissing under the streetlights in Fountain Square. Surely we make a short appearance in a video someone took at the Tash Sultana concert when my arms were reachingContinue reading “A Brief History of Us”

I Won’t Go

I could go— sit for a while in the small meadow, walk along the creek, admire the sunflowers and the pink and purple phlox, but I wouldn’t find what I’d be looking for— those elusive treefrogs, green, like my envy for what will never be mine. There is joy enough remembering what else I foundContinue reading “I Won’t Go”

Proof of Love

How do I do this how do I go on how do I live without his love how do I replace himredefine my existence without him I’m here alone remembering everything wonderful he whispered into my ear— every promise he made I have written down on this piece of paper I am holding I haveContinue reading “Proof of Love”

The Four-Year Affair is Finally Over

How about a little toast tonight to the winner to the one I loved longed for languished over these past four years wow what a performance what a splendid remarkable sadistic feat of endurance to twist my hope into a knot so tight I bled internally as I waited and all the while I waitedContinue reading “The Four-Year Affair is Finally Over”