Alone Time Once It Comes
I want the sun to shine here while thick snow covers the ground there.
I want to open my chest and see brittle flowers
And know a deep prayer would only rattle them.
I want to feel the brightest yellow
And wash in the most violent blues.
I want to leave my keys in beautiful places
And walk there alone and keep it for myself.
God, please let heaven still hurt a little
To sigh on a bus
To fall in love in fifteen-minute increments
And leave with shells in your pocket.
Dylan Mabe (he/him/his) is a native Appalachian writer and is currently teaching Shakespeare and science fiction movies in Virginia. His poetry has featured in the June 2024 Issue of Rivanna Review, Fall 2023 issue of Poet’s Espresso Review, Fall 2023 issues of Scifaikuest, Spring 2021 issue of Little Somethings Press, Spring 2021 issue of Jimson Weed, and the Spring 2019 issue of Explorations.
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