Wednesday, December 3, 2014


I don’t know what brought me out, but I know what I saw
there on the bluffs, overlooking the frozen river and the
sandbars untouched. Scraggly branches looked like witch fingers
that pointed toward the hard yellowed grasses of prairie
It was silent except for the sticky breaths through my nostrils
I saw you on the path below – near the train tracks before the river
You wore a tan camel hair coat and owl-faced ear muffs  
You were an ant looking for sugar, a moth looking for light 

I yelled your name and broke a rule of silence
You looked up and shaded your eyes with a gloved hand 
and I waved, baffled by the coincidence
You smiled and put your hand to your mouth and
blew me a kiss but a sudden gust carried the kiss away