Almost Sixty
1 No, I don't know the way to get there. Two empty suitcases sit in the corner, if that's any kind of clue. 2 This spring night, everyone at the party younger than me except for one man. We give each other the secret password. 3 Tears? Of course, but also the marsh grass near the Mississippi: your whispers and mine, and the dog's long contented sighs.
Credit
Copyright © 2011 by Jim Moore. Reprinted from Invisible Strings with the permission of Graywolf Press.
Date Published
01/01/2011