you left
you didn't say goodbye
you left
you didn't tell us why
bereft
we wept.

It was exactly her 54th birthday
when she told me she had superpowers.

She was  sitting cross legged
doing her make-up.

Her bleached hair was in a ponytail
and eyeshadow dust was falling on her tracksuit.

She smacked her lips and
looked me dead in the eye.

She said she was Reality Woman
because she could mold reality.

She said once she found out
she practiced everyday.

She would yell everyday in the mirror
ever since she was 14.

She would yell she was wonderful
in the morning and evening.

And after it became reality and people told her so too
she would continue.

feels scary
trying to picture
the future

what else is scary?
walking down
the memory lane

reconnect to the past
making sure
all the hurts
are healed

to be brave
enough
to see
'us' as a possibility

Here I am writing too
Telling you that your light is to light other candles
While mine is to find other fireplaces
Not everyone has a fireplace
But everyone can buy a candle

tired of daydreams
dissolving
in the face of reality

today
my long-term wondering
becomes a short-term demand

If I find you
Will you mind
My broken windows
My rotted steps
The rats
In my head
And the bats
In the basement
Will you mind
The smokestacks
And boarded
Up doorways
Will you recognize
That I don't want
For you to leave
I just want
Someone to
Break inside