Reunion


I was so certain it would be
otherwise
but I have been wrong before

This won't be the last time
the city chills me
quite so cruelly

Know that when I see you now
it is with smiles scattered
here and there
between the clatter of your purse
and a tussling dog-eared business card
am I, bending like a drunken pauper
palsied by my own distress
to gather them to my heart

rather than leave them to
the rumbling city pavement but soon
the swallow in the snow
that bowed his head to hide sorrow
from a happy prince
will be dead

Here we are then
such a sunny day outside
and between us
something erased

It was nothing really
just a pale impression of a girl
who isn't you, and a girl who isn't me
flicking sand at each other's faces
her ankle caught in the tangle
of her friend's wild hair
when they tried to swim against the current
singing, singing
their lives a song
not you
not me

of no concern to us any longer
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Lucinda Tang lives in Montreal, Canada.  In 2005, she was the winner of Radio-Canada’s national “Young Artists” award.  She sometimes makes stories, often makes music, and always makes wishes.