May 12th, 2017

by Mark Nepo



I woke today with a sadness.

I don’t know why. Perhaps one

of the lost crossed the morning sun

like a crow, just long enough to cast

a small shadow on my heart.


Now i feel hungry.

Sometimes we eat not to feel

our sadness. And not just food.

We eat books with our eyes, the

past with our memories, and

uncertainty with our schemes.


Sometimes, we make maps

and eat them, all to avoid

the fact that we will always

run out of time.


People i have loved have gone

missing or turned away. Some

in their sadness tried to eat me.

And so, i had to leave.


Perhaps that’s it. Though

we have to leave or be left,

The heart never leaves. And

standing in that shadow,

We feel sad.