Clutter Published Poem

Clutter


Published in The Sailfish Review, September 2020
By Grace Cram


soiled snow clinging to the curbside
we were back to back on the bus, all bundled up
ice & lights flashing by

a folded piece of paper, pressed to my thigh.

bass pounding
insults & laughter abounding
thinking the night would always last
a discarded ticket stub on my dash.

fingers tracing the flowery ink
tales told & heart bared --
always wishing me the best,

a crumpled envelope upon the desk.

smell of smoke & fire wafting
in the crowd, i know you’re watching
the most fascinating face you’ve ever seen

10 numbers strung together on my screen.

salt lingering on cracked lips & limbs,
it’s just us & the waves & the sun,
rising

and a sunflower in a vase, dying?
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