I ran away before anything wicked happened

  Why can’t every choice just be a choice?

  Long before I came along

  Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.

  and looking a great distance, knowing

  He didn’t think of history. Hoped

  Because I didn’t go to her

  or synonymous with do you love me now that

  I think I want to know what you want

  in my dreams, sometimes in my waking.

  Again he laughed but sat so still as he spoke

  Always there

  I will honor—& always—

  Then jinxed another

  Breathing deeply

  and I am one of those—a ghost, singing.