Wednesday, April 6

Everything is heartbreak today.  The woman with the car doors open.  The empty recycling bin. 

There is a space somewhere under my rib cage.  It is weary, aching, like a waiting room.

 I lit a candle. Ate an orange. Wrote a poem on the wall.

Still it sits, still, that hollow, dreading being filled.

1 comment:

Bulbul Roy said...

Its really a heartbreaking day.The void in my soul is getting bigger and bigger each day.