Dust clings to shoes pleading to be elsewhere.
Still foliage in calm wind and icy water
evaporate from lonely cairns of stone.
Mist hazes the sun-stained sky
the world is as a tomb falsely saturated
with vibrancy of a poorly edited picture.
Detachment fills cold lungs.
Each breath softens shoulders
from sighing stillness, eyes swell
tears glimmering sea troughs.
I am still missing you
Nick Vasquez is a poet and writer living behind the verdant Redwood Curtains of the Pacific Northwest. He has been published in multiple magazines including Toyon Literary Magazine, Write Launch, and Seven Gill Shark Review. When not writing he can be found hiking along the beach, baking fruit pies, powerlifting, and reading. He enjoys all kinds of fiction and poetry, with a penchant for the Romantic, the Existential, and the Magical Realist. His favorite poem is "May" by Karel Hynek Mácha.