by Gabriel Ojeda-Sagué

Gabriel Ojeda-Sagué

I get a dreadful worry
about blue lights, money, the mail
and this feeling sits in me a long time
like pear slices in their juice
as my friend tells me a story
of all his recent endeavors
which somehow gets to rumors of the wendigo
but it doesn’t get worse
in fact I get to picturing
time spent with my friend
picturing the time we’re spending now
and I tell him
to start the story over
because I wasn’t really listening

Last updated July 25, 2022