Issue 2,  Poetry

In Bed at Night by Rickey Rivers Jr.

Quite round belly
shining in the moonlight,
the woman lays,
eyes on the ceiling,
her mind a highway.
She is alone.
Where does he roam?
Why isn’t he home?

A kick from inside,
no pain,
and yet she weeps.
Time is a bother.
It is as the moon,
very still,
very quiet,
circular.

In waiting, 
the night leaves her.
She is alone.
Where does he roam?
Why isn’t he home?

Familiar tires 
don’t come close
and yet she longs to hear them.
She is alone.
Where does he roam?
Why isn’t he home?

She grabs her phone.
Dials a number, 
dial tone.
“Pick up the phone.”
She is alone.
Where does he roam?
Where does he roam?
She is alone.

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Rickey Rivers Jr. was born and raised in Mobile Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. He likes a lot of stuff. You don’t care about the details. He has been previously published in Fabula Argentea, ARTPOST magazine, the anthology Chronos, Enchanted Conversations Magazine, (among other publications). Check out some stuff from him here, https://storiesyoumightlike.wordpress.com/. You may or may not find something you like there and that’s a promise. Twitter.com/storiesyoumight

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