by Ed Higgins
Wishing he holds you all night, unshaven chin
between your breasts. The loosed pillow case
wedged between the headboard and box springs,
around your neck. The two of you dreaming I've
set lit candles under the bed. And now, now I have.
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The notion came about, I think, from a poem of Mary Karr's "Revenge of the Ex-Mistress."
My poem's in the current Pea River Journal, Fall, 2014.