Everything Is Temporary

Even the words that
you gave me, chose
for me, delivered freely
can be taken back
and given to
another, but

I accept them
now and will
fold them away
with the pillows
kept for guests.

Alisa Golden writes, makes art, and teaches bookmaking and letterpress printing at California College of the Arts and around the San Francisco Bay Area. Her work has been published in blink-ink, 100 Word Story, DIAGRAM, and Unbroken Journal, among others. She edits *82 Review in the one-square-mile city of Albany, California. Her website: http://www.neverbook.com.

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