In Loving Memory
In Loving Memory
By Jax Soon-Legaspi
a flicker of the light in the bedroom
the panic of displacement
and suddenly everything is doubtful
have we been here before?
faces of strangers, fleeting and flying
smiles of friends a million times shared
how familiar is this
how long have i known you?
a slip of the tongue, a momentary
quirk in the typeface
slipping like boots on autumn leaves
we think we hear whispers in the silence
and conjure dreams in the darkness
eyes wide open
as real as anything else
as real as my hands in yours
as real as dirt under your feet
as real as the flickering light
doesn't that scare you?
