How did you answer, when your friends asked,
Who was she?                        

“Someone who meant a lot to me once.
But that was a long time ago,
and I have forgotten just when or where.”

Tomorrow night your friends will come back,
and your mouth will close around
another bottle of beer.

“It doesn’t matter what happened to those pictures,”
you will say to the dirty window.

Yes, you will return
and create a finish that sounds exactly right.

Image credit:Myznik Egor
Trish Saunders

Trish Saunders's poems are published or forthcoming in Right Hand Pointing, Chiron Review, The American Journal of Poetry, Off The Coast, Pacifica Review, among others. She lives in Seattle, formerly Honolulu.