you told me once that when you're in an earthquake the safest place to hide is inside a door frame.
I still remember the way you laughed when you said it
so I think I'll stay curled up here for a while because it feels like the ******* earth is splitting itself open the same way that you did last winter
and maybe when everything comes apart
when they bring in the rescue crew to pull me out from under the rubble
you'll know right where to find me

tonight I am learning how to say I miss you in every language but the one you speak.

your eyes are two parts accusation, one part anxiety.
your eyes are all I think about.
*I wish you would look at me