Ghost girl in dreams

won’t speak

or look at me

through transparent grocery aisles

I talk around the boxes

she looks my way

shortest second

I’m alone amongst those who acknowledge me

Bruised knees

we’re in the same place

yet never

did I want this pain

You took away our old women

our long conversations


dancing in parking lots

vows taken at the water

I will swim deep

until my lungs leave me ready to breathe again

without you