Poem from Forthcoming INTO THE CRACKS by Holly Day

    Now I Can Accept You

 

In those holding-hands photographs of us on my parents’ wall

time has begun to leach the color from you, and only you, as though

you had already pulled your roots out of me, even then.

I feel myself growing smaller just speaking your name out loud

in the complete quiet that follows the memories of a childhood love.

 

I don’t know how to find the wounds I’m dying from

buried somewhere in these memories of half-spoken promises.

You are everything good and warm to me,

a summer full of memories, an irresistible force

hiding under my heart