A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 152

Day 152: “Travel Ritual”


Why is it

That every time I go out of town

I fall apart before


I have to get everything done

And somehow I left everything for the last minute


As I’m writing this

I need to do the dishes

Put my clothes away

And pack


But I think I’ll just watch Secret Lives of Mormon Wives with my boyfriend


I can sleep on the bus

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 145

Day 145: “Gone”


The day I’ve been dreading finally came

We had to say goodbye

Have to go on living

Without her


I don’t know how to do this

How to breathe

How to exist

Without her


Fifteen years

She was with me for my first period

Through high school

My senior year of college

My first apartment

My first relationship


She kept me company

Always


My heart is broken


I found her when I was nine

I brought her home

Fell in love with her


I think she fell in love with me too


Where do we go from here?

How do I function?

How do I live?


I’ll try not to drown

In my ocean of tears


As I listen to the recording of her purrs on my phone