November 11, 2022 - “Writing a Letter About Myself” by Rahil Najafabadi

WRITING A LETTER ABOUT MYSELF

To you. The recipient of all my letters
that never make it to your home, the nightstand,
to be held in your hands as you read
everything you already know about me.
There are things I wanted to write––Secrets.
Moments of my life that drift away, like my hair
covering the shower drain in a black circle.
My tears wash the strained gaze of the long day,
the night appears as a blanket pulling me to the next.
I wanted to write of my adoration for you,
coming from me. I miss you the moment
I let go. I wish I could start our night again,
and be more gentle unlike the wind, the rain,
the dark afternoons of November that pass,
and the days become fragments of our stories.
I never knew the smog would cover my sky,
when I am without you, trying to write alone.
But I am with the regret of small situations,
and the pollution of thought without our touch.