Submissions by MimiDi (Mimi Di)

I saw you-
there on the street
your hand on her face
too intimate a gesture
between colleagues
when I asked, you said
it didn't mean anything
Now, every word you've ever said
lives on in that vacuum
of meaningless anythings

Never

…and if I had never
heard your name
would the sound it makes
still echo
in corridors of memory-
brushing the walls
like velvet and fire-
hammering the soft middle of my heart
where hope lives-
leaving it bruised
and aching
decades later?