Black Friday Gift

(Published at The Writers Club)

Blank stares trapped in the rearview mirrors, she’d say.
She’d explain away what people said
behind closed doors with my name on their tongues.
The hope in my heart
I thought was a drought
turned into shouts in the dark
through lips of words I couldn’t rearrange.
Your name was the complacency
that left dust-hazed clouds.
I prayed for your return on Black Friday,
hoping you’d give me a break or a discount.
I caught my breath at the maple
The tips of the skeletal
branches tipped with white
as snowflakes touch my face,
a light breeze carries with it
a selfish reflection hidden
under my tongue for what I need.
What I wanted to say is;
what my dreams demanded of me.
I love you.
A perfect ball of snow
splattered on my chest.
I looked up; she was sitting in the tree
like we used to do as kids.
Home for good.

(© 2022 AC)

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