The Space Between Words

Artwork by Polina

I think I saw you last week

In the space between words

And I wondered

Have we met?

I think I heard you whispering about

In the last story I heard

I couldn’t help but think

Have we met?

You are so far from me in so many ways

Though you move freely in my memory

Is it impertinent for me to ask

Sweet spirit, where do you live?

I felt you today

As the air flew past me into the trees

Past the falling leaves and damp earth

Do not keep me in such suspense

Cruel spirit, where do you live?

I only ask because I see you everywhere

But no one else does

How can you be everywhere and nowhere at once?