Flashback Friday — 'Our Handprint Sofa'

Our Handprint Sofa

The breath of yesterday seeps into today.

My fears and desires approach 

at the same speed

I pray the slap of time will be softer:

I know it won't.

There will be a tomorrow 

without you, and there 

is nothing we can do 

Let's split this orange, right in half, 

I bought it for

this moment.

It won't taste right tomorrow, 

you might've packed all the flavors and 

memories in your 

toiletries bag.

I know how this story goes.

Promise l'll be okay only if you are.

I'll avoid myself, hide behind 

busyness 

and noise,

I'll meet new people and I'll search for you in every one of them.

By Adison Moore, Silhouette Edition Spring '23