We Sometimes Get Feelings…

Magdalene
by Marie Howe

You know it was funny because he seemed so well the night before

I stayed over to meet a student before class

–sitting at the picnic table…already so hot so early.
I must have been looking for a pen or something

when I thought of the car keys and, rummaging through my bag,
couldn’t find them and was up and walking across the grass when

I heard myself say, I feel as if I’m going to lose something today,
–and then I knew, and ran the rest of the way.


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