Eve Rounds

search and ..

she had forgotten why she’d even driven west this morning
so she turned herself about and headed east
she had forgotten why she parked the car
at this dead end
so she fled the scene in an alarming ascent leaving
half of herself at the avocado farm part way up the ridge
while the other half forged ahead to the horse springs

each overlook was a chance to observe her abandoned self
at a helicopter’s height
a chance to see
the she that was no longer her

those who loved and searched for her
couldn’t possibly love this her
and now those very same couldn’t possibly love that other her
besides
who was even who

her kin
one speechless one furious
searching half body half mind themselves
fully helpless
choosing to never find either of the hers
and certainly not
the theirs

a 5 7 5 for e

peering through thick glass your back to me is waiting any news at all? running down broad steps into your brotherly arms crying without breath!

incircles

is it the ticking of the third hand or the faucet dripping onto discount bulk blueberries both measuring time “going in circles” as he would

a poem about you for you (and you)

you are your own though your temperament reminds me of him your head is more ripe mango while his was more soft plum my love

i don’t even know

how long it’s been. haven’t been counting days haven’t counted backwards on the calendar. haven’t bothered to reread my own words. haven’t been missing you

the five senses

your blue eyes and crooked lippy smile which i inherited that tiny soft bristle brush for your basically bald head the white corvette a campfire cards

love

what did falling in love feel like to you actual falling a new winter sweater a blood flutter did you question its science or were you