One
Loss isn’t hard.It comes uncalled,
a side effect
like chills or thirst,
makes room for more,
wants little else
but what is lost,
what artifice
burns to restore,
can’t fail to try.
Write it, again:
door keys, notebooks,
that first time, words
fine without me,
hours poorly spent.
My mother’s watch.
Her last-worn dress.
Your voice. Your hands
that I love. You.
Andres Rojas is the author of two chapbooks and a full-length book, Third Winter in Our Second Country (Trio House Press, August 2021). His poetry has been featured in the Best New Poets anthology and has appeared in, among others, AGNI, Barrow Street, Colorado Review, Diode Poetry Journal, Massachusetts Review, New England Review, and Poetry Northwest. Twitter: @OkAporia
Banner: Rose Collage. Photograph and digital manipulation by Moira J. Saucer (c) 2021. Twitter: @MJSEyesOpened
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