her middle finger
marks the silence between us ...
she grabbed my leg years ago
as if clinging to a lifeboat
Prune Juice, 19, 2016
A Room of My Own: Predawn Hush Tanka - predawn hush ... at the back of my mind her words linger, *I love you, but cannot livewith the ghosts of your past* *Added*: alone I take a sleeping pill...