There are wispy girls who love downpours
and spin coatless in the storm
stomping barefoot in pools of dirty water
in the jagged asphalt holes of the street.
I may wave to them all friendly-like
from a soft cushion beside a picture window,
wish them well in their endeavors in a noncommittal way,
but feel no need to join them now as they re-enact
some movie rated 86% fresh on Rotten Tomatoes.
I’m writing my own that no one will watch,
with cardigans and feather beds, candles and sconces,
beautiful panes between me and the rain.
Jennifer Schomburg Kanke lives in Florida. Her work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in New Ohio Review, Massachusetts Review, Shenandoah and Salamander. She is the winner of the Sheila-Na-Gig Editions Editor’s Choice Award for Fiction. Her zine about her experiences undergoing chemotherapy for ovarian cancer, Fine, Considering, is available from Rinky Dink Press (2019). She serves as a reader for The Dodge and as a Meter Mentor in Annie Finch’s Poetry Witch Community. Her website is jenniferschomburgkanke.com.