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Nights Like This
03Jun2017
article by
Jordan Quinn
Poem
5

Closing my eyes, all my curls wild in a topknot
still soaking my pillow with green tea and avocado, 
gravity knits me as one with grey sheet fibers
and I know I couldn’t move now if I tried.
Toes don’t quite reach the end of this bed,
but that doesn’t stop calves from extending,
flexing, finally relaxing underneath the weight
of too much comforter in not enough breeze.
Arms wrap themselves -tight- around extra pillows,
the floral ones I bought to make it seem less roomy,
and it’ll probably take many more nights like this
to almost forget that the other side was for you.


5 responses to “Nights Like This”

  1. Aaron Slatten says:

    sleep paralysis to me

  2. thats when i go out and get a twin bed…

  3. Edelweiss Meadows-Millstone says:

    Yes. Love this poem!

  4. mtpoet says:

    Fantastic… You build up to reveal the other empty side…

  5. John McCurry says:

    Phew. I held my breath through this whole thing!

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