An Anniversary, I Think

An Anniversary, I Think

An Anniversary, I Think 1078 771 Rodd Whelpley

After years, love boils to its essence –
fetching your lost objects. The phone. Glasses.
Car keys. The boy. A half-full Starbucks cup
set somewhere in this house, but really
in the Ford. Where is the sheet of passwords
so we can pay the bills? Did we file a return
last year? Each month, a bag of food arrives
for a dog that ran away. The goose wild
chases you’ve sent me on forever. Glue
that sticks a decade to the next. Books, books
and books, but not ever once a pencil.
Footprints settled in the hallway dust, shaped
like slippers I swear were in the closet.
Instead, this box of cards. A comb. Some lace.

Header photograph © Eon Alden.

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