I cannot seem to reconcile
the two minds
that you have.
You can’t live with two sides.
Only one can survive.
Only one will survive.

words the wind can blow.
closed eyes try
not to forget
the shape of your smile.

you thread words
into a ball
which I mistook
for a heart

another driver opened up
saying the tricycle was not initially his.
the owner was a soldier, he said.
the soldier died and left the tricycle to his wife.
i married his wife, he said – with a smile.
that’s life.