words from a summer many years ago

May 10, 2018; 10:38PM i Mayflies swarmed the streetlamps the day my heart was broken. Which is appropriate since mayflies swarmed the streetlamps the day I met you. They entered through my button shirt sticking to my skin and making every cell in my body fluttery. I am their wings in mating season, a flurry of incomprehensible mess, a buzzing vibration in tune to the music in my mind when you showed me your smile for the first time. I was quite eager to give in to all of it. ii Since then I felt your presence painfully. Like the bite of my newly bought pumps on my ankles. It is the relentless voice call from a stranger who keeps asking me, “Is Raynold there?" when I know no Raynolds. At least... Not in this lifetime. Perhaps in previous years when we met. -kate

June 5, 2022 Add Comment

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