Anne Nowselski and Amy Souza

Anne Nowselski

District Taco
By Amy Souza
Inspiration piece

We got tacos at 7 and by 9 asked, Is this it?

The dog slept on the floor, back pressed against her bed

When she dies, will you still be here?

We planned an imaginary barbecue

You talked surgery on your jaw

I saved extra soda in the refrigerator

But dumped the ice like you asked

Wondered whether we’d hear the owl again

I thought that was something we shared

But you reminded me you’d never heard it

I miss who we used to be

Can’t see who we might become

Forgot about that pinecone in my pocket


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