27 August 2015

I fly to LaGuardia
not Newark

even after all these years
since you left New Jersey
when you could no longer speak
or navigate your way
to the correct exit

and three years
since you left
the world altogether

I could not bear to walk past that spot
just beyond security
where you used to wait
for me—tears in your eyes,
mine too.

not Newark

I won’t choke
on memories
through Queens
to Manhattan
or the Bronx.

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