Sunday, June 9, 2013

"Only in daytime . . ."

Only in daytime silver lines the sky, blue clouds turn gray.
Cathleen’s friend enters our house to kiss me
preliminary to the hug she likes. She says no one
hugs her like me. Cathleen smiles, she knows other ways he has
she can’t give up, though God knows she once tried for many years
to forget him, leave him alone, refuse to answer calls . . .

9 June 2013

copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander

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