Poem: For Caroline

I slept with a piece of malachite on my bedside table last night.  

I had a dream we found each other in a field, embraced, and talked about how much we missed each other.

 

You told me you were doing well.

Better than before.

You would be okay.

and I shouldn’t worry.

We got into a car and started driving

towards a sky of purple and orange. 

 

You decided to pull over next to a field where a fence has closed it in. 

You told me this would be a good place to put the art we made together. 

So, you got out of the car, took a bumper sticker sized piece of paper and tacked it to a fence post.

 

The art said one word: surrender. 

 

We got back in the car. 
and I woke up.