A long time ago, we used to be friends?

You forgot my birthday. It wasn't the first time, and it wasn't unexpected. I wouldn't really mind if it was just a missed birthday greeting, if you could just try to keep in touch. No calls. No emails. No messages on my phone asking a simple "what's up?". How long must I be the one to reach out? How long should I bother?

It just makes me sad. I miss my friend.


Sewer Walking

You and me, we used to talk
Like a river underground,
the sewer where we used to walk.
The hole at the end empties out to the pier
Where paper boats disappear

Me, I try to send this note,
Float it like a paper boat,
But paper sinks and words are weak.
I try but I don’t speak

Join together in the silent snow
Turn our faces up to see
Not endless night but day,
A pier,
And you and me, talking.


Grace's poem, from Joan of Arcadia