When We Meet Again
It will
Be
An earthquake—
The kind
Where
One plate
Overrides
The
Other—
Subduction,
I think
It’s called,
Which
Sounds
Like
Something
You’d
Do to me,
If I let
You.
And I will—
I know
How
Much you
Love
To be
On top.
You Won’t Find Things as You Left Them
Go ahead—go back to that café.
the cake will NOT be amazing.
you’ll leave muttering that they must’ve changed pastry chefs,
or swapped the real stuff out for Butterkreem. ®
rewatch that movie you obsessed over in your teens;
meet the first man you slept with for lunch;
spend the weekend in the last place you remember being happy.
it won’t do shit for you,
I promise,
because
it’s the tongue—
more than the taste of things—
that changes.
Francesca Leader is a Montana expat and self-taught writer. The Chicago Review of Books recently quoted one of her viral “rejection letter erasure poems” from social media in an article about important, established poets. It kind of made her day. Connect with Francesca on Twitter at @mooninabucket, or on IG at @moon.in.a.bucket.
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