Treasure Island

Jeffrey SpahrSummers

(01/26/60 / Colorado Springs)

After the Rain


We sit alone across the table
Unable to account for the storm
Driving through our lives like tourists
Slowing to point at the sight of us

Submitted: Saturday, February 26, 2005
Edited: Thursday, April 29, 2010
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  • Phillip Sawatzky (1/22/2006 11:45:00 PM)

    JA-I've been there, in that moment-when a relationship becomes like a strange road movie, where we end up in existential diners, truckstops or theme parks.
    I can't like being in those storms-but I like your poem a lot. Phillip Michael Sawatzky (Report) Reply

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