Sunday, October 8, 2017

Newlywed (Day 263)

Look at me,
waking up thinking
about you, a thousand miles
away. On my finger, a ring,
unmarred, bright with shining
dreams and burdensome
realities. Do you wake
up this way, too—wondering
about me, here in the sun—
on your frost-crisp northern
mornings? Or have the wheels
of your world continued their slow
and steady progress, 
carrying, removing 
you, ever further away?

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six


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