Heather Lang

What She Cannot Remember
by Heather Lang

I.

Through the telescope
scientists stare at the sun
as it was eight minutes ago.

II.

What scares her most is
what she cannot remember.
The man across the room –
a copy of her husband but
twenty years older.

III.

Our countertop is dirty and

the blue sky covered in

spilled milk.

My fists hatch
falling short of the
heart.

 

Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 16, Issue 2.

Heather LangHeather Lang’s poetry has recently been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and serves as Assistant Editor for The Literary Review, and has reviewed for Atticus ReviewGently Read Literature, and HTMLGIANT. She is a freelance copywriter and an adjunct instructor.

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