after you left
I suffered more loss,
more endings
three stray kittens dead
after I went them home
a car crashed
after father taught me
how to drive
an old friend bid farewell
after I sent him an emai
crying for help
these and all
misfortunes over misfortunes
heartaches after heartaches
—am I cursed?
YOU ARE READING
an ocean of teardrops
PoetryI avoid surfaces with reflections, avoid facing reality. At the sea, where I last washed away my scars only to have them appear in different places, different faces. And so I try comforting myself through imaginary conversations with the people I lo...
