talking to her about the weather
when i really want to ask about Our Winter,
the time when life was untilled &
the future felt infertile.
ask her about the past &
how it wore her down, if at all
but we talk about her garden &
her health, the kids she doesn't know.
she mentioned weakness a luxury
& i secretly disagreed
but didnt' want to rock the boat
so i feigned agreement, "mmmm."
we didn't mention him
& i know we fear talking both.
how do we move past work & play
how do we move, if at all?
i'm weak, broken,
& it's not luxurious-
it's the weight of the world &
today i carry it,