After the end
she wore the beige bra that she bought for him
because he liked plain things
under a dark turtleneck that meant she was mourning
their loss even if maybe he wasn't
she shivered into the street
and watched the palm drop on the moon,
the stars pop out like street lights whose bulbs you couldn't change,
their high up light bleached the night,
falling over the Prius, bouncing off the half-bumpered Honda, sliding down the metal window connector of the neighborhood's only El Dorado before ending up on pavement like most things do
the garage seemed to radiate and
other people's windows glowed yellow
as she turned to go
a cat rolled across the four lane road
like it was a meadow
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
After the end
she wore the beige bra that she bought for him
because he liked plain things
under a dark turtleneck that meant she was mourning
their loss even if maybe he wasn't
she shivered into the street
and watched the palm drop on the moon,
the stars pop out like street lights whose bulbs you couldn't change,
their high up light bleached the night,
falling over the Prius, bouncing off the half-bumpered Honda, sliding down the metal window connector of the neighborhood's only El Dorado before ending up on pavement like most things do
the garage seemed to radiate and
other people's windows glowed yellow
as she turned to go
a cat rolled across the four lane road
like it was a meadow
