15 October 2008 | Vol. 8, No. 3
You, even now
Even today when every hour latched neatly to the next
(and each seemed to be the start of something) they were there:
your fingers clutching a splintered handrail, the clean crease
of your black collared shirt, your face staring at your face
in the department store mirror, grinning like anything,
like no one was watching. I see us in kitchens (mine, then yours,
then none). Everything that you wanted to give me, I wanted to take.
I was there for the taking. Your fingers closed around mine.
I felt boundless. If I could have one more morning, hold it,
cup it gently in both hands for all the days of my life,
I would forget how to want.
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About the author:
Kit Frick was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Her work has been previously published in or is forthcoming from the Furnace Review, Boxcar Poetry Review, Sarah Lawrence Review, and The Looking Glass. Kit received her BA from Sarah Lawrence College where she was the 2004 recipient of the Lori Hertzberg Prize for Creativity and was one of four student organizers for the first annual Sarah Lawrence College Poetry Festival. She will be receiving her MA in Higher Education from New York University in September 2008.
For further reading:
See the complete list of work by Kit Frick at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 8, No. 3, where "You, even now" ran on October 15, 2008. List other work with these same labels: poetry.
