If You Would Look Up Our NamesA Poem by Libby Carsons
If you would look up our names in a dictionary, you would find us to be antonyms.
We are the incompatible combination of letters from the alphabet that ache to be close like the c and the h. And yet we wandered shyly together like the occasional g and n, silent and inseparable, like fire on wood. For a while, it kindled, the way you embraced my orange sparks of excitement, until the cold wind blew inside, leaving behind only smoke and embers, like your half-finished cigarette laying in the ashtray. The thing about silent words is that they are always misspelled; forgetting one or the other. It's the same with our names, except we do it to ourselves and to each other. Yet when you held me close amongst the sheets and blankets, And told me not to go, All the letters and complications fell away like drifting debris. I thought that was enough to contradict otherwise. So I keep reading to look for our names to appear together in a sentence again. In the same word; on the same page, For a possibility that our lives can be written together one more time.
© 2013 Libby CarsonsAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLibby CarsonsBrooklyn, NYAboutI'm a student studying in New York, studying interior design and trying to find the meaning of passion. On what it really means to feel it, to be affected by it. Wondering if writing is my passion. I.. more..Writing
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