March 04, 2009

At Home

for Justina

Reading your words,
over and over,

tracing my finger across the w,
the m,
the t's and the y's.

The blinds are open --
lit sky turning blue,
sun sinking into darker shades.

I open the door behind
the blonde hair.

5 comments:

Q said...

A letter.

Sherry said...

reading north of beautiful?

Maya Ganesan said...

In fact, I finished my (signed) copy and it was lovely :)

Erin said...

The last two lines are my favorite. :)

Maya Ganesan said...

Thank you, Erin!