Queer Poem-a-Day is a program from the Adult Services Department at the Library and may include adult language.
I wish I was a lesbian, she said. I tried, you know.
I nodded, I know. She turned toward the window
and closed her eyes. Her hair, still damp from rain,
was darker than usual. Behind her, a field
was revealing itself: grey heather along the road,
an abandoned house, green wheat
where the water began. I’m sorry, she said.
I just miss him. Later, she woke from a nap
to the sound of rain and touched her head gently
to my shoulder. Don’t get sick of me, she said.
Copyright © 2021 by Catherine Pond. Used with the permission of the author. Originally published in Fieldglass (March 2021.)