one of my favorite break up poems
Separation
Driving out of town, I see him crossing
the Brooks Pharmacy parking lot, and remember
how he would drop to his knees in the kitchen
and press his face to my dress, his cheek flat against
my belly as if he were listening for something.
Somebody…
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ><
“How is it possible that I am allowed to see him
like this—walking quickly by the glass windows?”
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh >< “How...windows?” NOW GO READ THE WHOLE THING DO IT DO IT
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