Issue Forty-One - Winter 2023

And We Pretend

By Sam Wise

A single silent
Tear hangs
On your cheek
And we pretend
Not to look
At each other

The mist
Of sorrow
Sitting there
Upon your
Pale skin

I wipe it off
And we continue
Toward the heart
I hope you know
Where we’re going.

Copyright Wise 2023