It happened at the build. Whoever did it knew the song, or else just got lucky. I’m going with the first.
The Green Room
I said, “Why ever move, Red?”; Spillway; Aeolian Blues; Infinity; Pink As a Storm
A man with a face by Tintoretto told me that his feet were cold and that he wondered would I trade my shoes for his. Nord Americano, he said, pointing at my green-piped black Nike Jokers.
This Side of Paradise…
Fortunate are those who forget, Blessed are those who have forgotten all.
Ungrateful
Five years ago, when you agreed to take early retirement to care for me after a fall in the shower left me hemiplegic, I thought you knew that as the oldest child, you had a responsibility to care for your mother. Now I know you were up to something.
the ghost of you; you know the colors of my invisible; sixteen days
the ghost of you still dips my mattress with a warmth I reach for but never achieve – I wake from a sleep that made me forget that you’re no longer within my reach.
Love Me Not
Peter droned on and on about his client meeting, and the others put on a much more believable performance of interest than I did. Because there you were, beside the front door, zipping your coat up to the tip of your chin. How rude of you, I thought, to leave without saying goodbye.