I loved you my friend
Cowboy boots and a cigar box guitar you
made yourself, so fucking weird, so fucking cool, and I got it.
Our goodbye tasted like snow in the air
and salt and I gave you five minutes to
grieve before I got the train back home.
YOU ARE READING
eleven months
Poetrya collection of 12 poems about the befores and afters of love. some mature themes. ★ 3RD PLACE POETRY: the annual medley awards 2018 ★
