by Kelly R. Samuels
What if there was something
like the sound of someone walking
down the hall when there was no one
but me? Only settling or
wind through an open window.
The cards have their pretty pictures.
Upturned, sitting in the cupboard,
the whiskey glass waits to be used
as intended. All the rooms
have emptied. I know this.
Kelly R. Samuels is the author of two poetry collections and four chapbooks—the most recent Oblivescence (Red Sweater Press, 2024) and Talking to Alice (Whittle Micro-Press, 2023.) She is a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee with work appearing in The Massachusetts Review, River Styx, Sixth Finch, Denver Quarterly, december, and RHINO. She lives in the Upper Midwest.