MARA WONDERS

A WOMAN WONDERS IF THE MAN ASHE HAS HAD SEX WITH LOVES HER AT ALL

You wonder,
Mara,

whether he'll write,
whether he'll

even think of you,
or put your face

into the collection
in his head,

or maybe,
you muse,

he'll dismiss me
as just another

he has had
in his bed,

has deflowered
with promises

of better to come,
but now

as she stand
and stare

at the hands
of the clock

in the hall,
you wonder

if he loved you
at all.