Stained breaths punctuated
the ends of our sentences while echoed
teardrops dripped down our mirror
bodies. I opened the kitchen window
to appease the darkened, reflected
silence stagnant between us, but even
the crashing breezes mocked us
through the way they whispered
with each other so naturally. You enkindled
the scrambled eggs you so desperately tried
to prepare for the both of us, the aroma
alluding to the ashes of our fallen-sky
dreams. When they finally dissipated,
the soft-glow sunrise bled into scarlet
rivers as you hurled your apron
onto the fractured tiles below. I stared
into the shell of your detached
shadow, and it returned my gaze
graciously, as if it knew its silhouette
would imprint my last memory of
that November morning.
BIOGRAPHY:
JP Legarte is a Filipino-American and rising junior at University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign working toward a Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing and a minor in English. A main reason as to why he writes is he desires to provide spaces through his poetry where others can process their own emotions, ponderings, and anything else within life itself. His poems have been previously published in Poetry Undressed, an online publishing company. You can find him on Instagram at @jpl091 and @unspokenentropy.