Winter Coat

Today I opened a box of winter coats

And although it's almost unbearably hot

I put the plaid one on

I thought about giving it away

As I stare a strange hot summer in the face

But I can't quite turn that page

It's been only two months 

Since I stood beneath slow falling snow

And I'm just not ready to let go.

Phantom Limb

Sometimes 
I am surprised when
I catch my thumb searching
Through a different time
For someone else's wedding ring.

You're Welcome?

I'm not your sleeping pill or your shot of vodka

And I am certainly not your mother.

I finally threw your shirt away - after years

Only to discover your voice in my ear 

Shirt is gone. I thought. And I turned without a tear. 

That was it. I thought. The last letting go.

So I wiped my hands clean.

Then my phone rang from a number I didn't know.

You acted as though you were never gone.

How bold and unabashedly selfish.

But I did excitedly say, hello.

Then you appeared at my door

Because I left it wide open.

Now you seem to think you are welcome.