Dobře

Naomi E. Scoville
Featured image: Nature’s Mistress © Hailey George 2018

My first language is goodbyes;
last look, last dance, last supper.

The promises that fall from my mouth are bricks
I use to build the wall that separates me from them,
now and someday.

Someday is the lie we whisper when
the truth burns
our tongues like acid.