shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Ana Marie Boyd


The Rug

i don't know how to shake you off outside
over the rail of my balcony
make the topic of you fresh and new
so that you can get that luster back
return with the vibrance of your colors
once again.

so that my grief would be fresh
hanging on the balcony with clothespins
fresh like new feelings

and when people asked where you were
i could reply
that i had just lost you, seconds ago
and, "can you believe it?"
instead of what the answer actually is,
which is that i've been losing you the whole time.