I’ll make peach waffles for dinner
while you’re out on the road and
pretend I live alone.
I’ll lay back in my chair
let the silence fill me
until I hear my heartbeat.
As I look through the window,
I’ll watch fallen leaves in a furious
race around my yard.
They’ll remind me of
so many thoughts, running
crazy circles in my head.
I will imagine a magical wind
blowing them away
leaving me in peace:
Alone.
2/6/24
Karen McCaskey 