Dear God. Not Only Am I Unemployed

I'm Afraid To Breathe In Case I Break The Spell

Although, Pretending Not To Notice Is Almost Worse Than Noticing.

I Stroke Her Lightly, Memorizing Her Body. I Want Her To Melt Into Me, Like Butter On Toast. I Want To Absorb Her And Walk Around For The Rest Of My Days With Her Encased In My Skin. I Lie Motionless, Savoring The Feeling Of Her Body Against Mine. I'm Afraid To Breathe In Case I Break The Spell.

After Sixty-one Years Together, She Simply Clutched My Hand And Exhaled.

When I First Submerged My Feet Into Frigid Water, They Hurt So Badly I Yanked Them Out Again. I Persisted, Dunking Them For Longer And Longer Periods, Until The Cold Finally Blistered.