Standing amongst the recycling…by Aleathia Drehmer

In tendrils of cigarette smoke, listening to night sounds–
crickets and moon birds, we hear the rustling leaves moved by winds
in far off storms, the candle flickering as you leave it.

Sweet, delicate memories wan in the youth you somehow
try to dispel under the guise of advancing age
and a fortitude we cannot be sure we really have.

You talk about love that never takes its grace, how the waiting over
a decade for its return to soften heartbreak’s edges doesn’t come.
You understand he can never be the man to make us whole.

And in this silence, we face each other briefly,
drunk and with the knowledge that the tragedies witnessed
in our collective lives could have never been, that we might not

have had to spend them dreaming or wanting or waiting
for an easiness to find its way to the lines on our faces,
into the creases of our quiet, longing moments.

The pans clank in the kitchen with familiar sounds,
you mumbling to yourself like the old days, trying to busy notions
from your mind; to strike out those sad remembrances you know

need putting back in the cabinet. I stand here small and alone,
watch the light dance off the Windex bottle, wishing I could
wipe away the past without leaving evident streaks of knowing.

6 Responses to “Standing amongst the recycling…by Aleathia Drehmer”

  1. Aleathia Drehmer is currently trying to hibernate for the winter, but not having much success. She is an active staff member for Outsider Writers Collective. She lives with her darling daughter, and crazy cat, Carrot, in rural Painted Post, NY. She has been lucky enough to be published in many online and print journals over the last few years. She is even luckier to have the greatest friends on the planet. You can view her previously published work here: http://www.myabdication.blogspot.com

  2. Great to see my friend Aleathia here, it feels so much like a community these days, Scot. I’m glad you decided to do this venture. (the Truck)

    Back to Aleathia, I know she’d like to hibernate but she is passionate about her writing and art, and nothing can hold her back. This was a nice choice.

    You are doing a great job.

  3. I love the way you were able to move the entire piece into a small, regular, mundane chore.

    Great stuff.

  4. This is excellent work by an awesome talent. Thanks for sharing it here.

    Scot, this zine is beautiful. I’m catching up…I look forward to going backwards now and reading where I left off.

  5. I enjoyed this very much, especially the title and the last line or so.

  6. I really enjoyed this one! So delicately done.

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