I’m sorry i forgot to tell you I was leaving

 

tonight

as I am

nine hundred and sixty-five miles away

from you

I watch a video clip of us

from New Year’s Eve

over

and over

 

you pull me in to you and kiss me

and on our faces is all of the love

we have jumped through rings of fire for

 

on the other side of my window, down over a slope of cliff

is the midnight buzz of LA which is not home

 

you are home

you are home

with our friends getting high and I

am falling asleep in strange beds

 

we

are nine hundred and sixty-five miles apart and that

is just a quarter of the miles that are left

the miles that in the weeks to come I will

voluntarily put between us

 

 

it is all I can do

to keep from missing you too soon

 

Artist Bio:

Haley Morgan McKinnon is a poet and playwright based in Portland, OR. She holds a BA in Creative Writing from Pacific University, and works as an editor for Cascadia Rising Review. Her work has been previously published in The Almagre Review, and more can be found online on New Play Exchange, or on Instagram at hmm.writer.