I closed my window before I went to bed.
Pull back my sheets
The air stood still.
I saw my breath.
Although you were gone,
You have not left.
Widow
Published inClosed
Poet Nancy Hoang
I closed my window before I went to bed.
Pull back my sheets
The air stood still.
I saw my breath.
Although you were gone,
You have not left.
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