The City of Missed Connections
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Fri, 03/10/2017 - 17:36
She sits alone
In the small cafe
and checks the time
on her phone.
Perhaps something happened
or it was a different cafe
yet even when they did meet
it was a missed connection.
(This was about as much of a poem as I could get written yesterday as part of my discipline of trying to write a poem a day for Lent.)