postcards from afar
we thought he had moved out
for good this time
leaving behind a few possessions
nobody dared to care about
some throw pillows
a trinket or two misplaced here or there
some perishables left in the pantry
and a few dirty dishes
on or around the dining room table
though he never did pay rent
we didn’t mind him hanging out
especially on quiet saturday mornings
what gets under my skin
how he never did leave a note
or better yet sent a postcard from
some faraway place
leaving me second guessing
what could I have done
to make him feel more welcome
may two thousand eighteen
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Damn, so beautiful.
Thank you very much, Devika.