Somewhere you have never been

the land stretches far and flat

it's a dry yellow full of potential

for spring, flattened by a heavy 

blanket of snow, now melted

Apples soggy and full of holes

rot in the damp ditches

smelling sickly sweet

The sky is a gentle blue

and the sun weak

Here, in the unlikeliness of places

her heart sang, a song full of longing

and the pleasure of an unknown fortitude

The flattened fields are nourished by 

her tears and her heart blooms with satisfaction

Babovka in the bath

The cake is sweet and dry
the outside, creating a crust
and when you place it
in your mouth, it's quickly moist

My body should be haggard from
last night's activities, but
it only feels sleepy, as if
those were the most innocent of touches

When I came home I dreamed I had
never left you, and we kissed
while we slept and you stirred beside me

Until I realized that was Lydia,
and you and I had already said goodbye