Dream of You

I dream of candy apples and sweet potato pie 

The cool mornings we’d walk down the horse trails

The nights we’d stay up talking about our lives 

But then I wake up in the night 

And you’re not here anymore 

I still remember 

The way you’d make your sandwich 

Mayo on top and bottom

One slice of cheese, two of ham 

To me, it was so gross back then 

But now I make it just like you

So I can pretend for  a moment or two 

That you are still somehow around

and not in a coffin in the ground

I dream of candy apples and sweet potato pie 

And the walk we’d take when you were alive 

By Melissa Kelly

Monday Madness

On most weeks it’s how I start the day
the routine, normal, awkward way
A splash of coffee on my blouse
Is how this Monday will  start out
I’ll bang my knees on the table leg
burn my toast and scrambled eggs
I’m late as I start looking for my keys 

I’ll search the floor on bended knees
I might have l left them on the sink,
or maybe in the couch I think

On the table, in plain view 

Is where I find them at 8:02

Behind a big truck now going slow

Hitting every red light, as I go

A frantic way each week to start

Late for work, I pull in to park

Now rushing quickly to get inside

I sit down fast and start to type  

Just another Monday to survive