April 2024 Wish you were here is no synonym for I miss you, though of course I do. Wish you were here Like I know you would love this LIke I want to remember this with you, not to you Wish we could rebuild the subtleties to each other and build the details Fall over each other in the telling Want you to feel this first hand, absorbing it too Count you among the partners here along for their own rides Drinking in the soprano soloist, a bringer of comfort, this time firmly hand in hand I said I wish you were here because I WISH YOU WERE HERE This time, I’ll settle for one of us November 2024 I miss you jumps to my mind and tempts my tongue, only for strangers to hear it. To be somewhere alone is to be there unseen, thoughts unheard, except by their thinker. Their thinker, like The Thinker, sits unseen by any he knows, his crowded head superimposed on whipsering autumn plane leaves. Surely I am beheld as I behold, traversing sunlit plazas, long skirted and parasol shielded If only as Narcissus in mirror-black windows. My thoughts have value even if no one reflects on them. These mountains scrape the sky even after the sun dips behind them, the gardens keep growing in darkness even after the dykes who dressed up for the art have wandered out Jesus and Mary Magdalene remain trapped amid rough marble after I stop circling them . And I grow softer and stronger by the day, even though at the end of it there's no one to feel it for a thousand miles ————————————– Juniper Danger called us from Philadelphia, PA. voicemailpoems.org/submit/ facebook.com/voicemailpoems x.com/voicemailpoems bsky.app/profile/voicemailpoems.bsky.social instagram.com/voicemailpoems