In the remaining light of the day I remembered I’d stopped writing poetry, so I said a small prayer, then ate a plum over the sink.
2.
looking up from my book, I saw a bird fly off a pink roof, the train carried me to greater loneliness while a kid shouted, “I can see hundreds of trees.”
3.
when I am not around anymore, what I'll miss are the garden roses climbing over the fence.
