Tagged: evening

blustery evening,

perched

perched
on the landing
between
the fifth floor and the
roof, we found it –
a super blue blood
moon
dangling
out the window,
wedged
in a sliver
of brooklyn sky
.
20180131:1105
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a day of cooking

when the sun sets at

when the sun sets at
four thirty-seven in the
afternoon, there is

no escaping the temperature
of loss, longing for the south
.
20171115:1844
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, we
deal with sudden
pain the only way we know
how – Vivienne, screaming
at the top of your
fifteenth-month-old
lungs for ten minutes
at a quarter to two
makes as much
sense as any
while the rest of us lie
achingly still
in the dark, perhaps
hoping to be picked up
.
20170118:0204
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so much pain and love

so much pain and love
goes into a real shouting
match – a lifetime spent

fueling each other can wake
even the neighbors, naturally
.
20161118:0142
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when the heart aches in

when the heart aches in
the middle of the night, there
is nothing for it –

the body trembles like an
empty house next to the tracks
.
20161006:0123
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tucked into the best

tucked into the best
of memories are
unnameable aches,
ones that by chance
graze you in the
middle of the night,
so that you are
unexpectedly
awake in the
dark, feeling
for the tape measure
you keep in your
nightstand drawer,
right next to the
wind-up flashlight,
weapons of self-
defense for
mitigating pain
with enough
workable data
.
20161006:0106
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, old pain masking as
new pain punches me

awake – so much emptiness,
absences for it to fill
.
20160913:0330
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, the mind runs
errands the body
pretends to know
nothing about,
reshuffles everything
we’ve said or felt or
said we’ve felt
so that there are
new hands to play
by morning, with
over two-point-five
million possibilities
hidden beneath
our poker faces
.
20160816:0148
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