Yes or No
Will she, won’t she?
Back and forth,
she weighs her options.
Can he provide the life
she thinks she wants?
He’s a patient man, but even
patience has an end.
By the time she makes
her mind up, he’s moved on
to someone else.
***
After Twenty-Seven Years
You are my worry
when you walk
in your flip-flops
in the rain to go
to the market.
You are the lump
in my throat
when you drive
to the next town.
You are absence
when you’re
in your office.
I love you.
published in Medusa's Kitchen
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