Kate Hamilton Poems

You see.
I reflect on your note,
you composed a while ago.
I tuck it back inside its box
...

Hers are the eyes,
ardent blue and guardian bright.
Disregarding darkness
she watched
...

You rise and leave me
to sleep
in what you suppose
is a peaceful repose.
...

I attended midnight mass
pissed.
Intentionally, but without purpose,
my hair held back
...