Angelica Tao Poet Free verse

The Months

I was talking with her, and suddenly realized…

I swallow suddenly, and sputter.

The blurring of my eyes, I was eating, and moving, and talking for months.

I remember now, it’s been months.

I was standing in line, and then smiling at the cashier.

Harsh, flashing.

It’s winter.

I missed the fall, the leaves crumbling.

She asks what’s wrong.

I know what’s wrong.

I don’t tell her though.

I smile.

So we can move on.

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