Because Love, Too  /  Joshua Alan Sturgill

To my absent ones,
to my other minds
I lift this glass

of very expensive wine.
Metaphors for love
I offer the empty room

lavishly, referencing
mosquitoes and weeds
and long illnesses

and noisy neighbors
— because love, too,
is among the things

which won’t desist.
To my absent ones!
To my second souls!

I love you truly,
so how can I forgive you
for being so far away?


All poetry and supplementary material: copyright 2025 by Joshua Alan Sturgill. All rights reserved.

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