I asked you what you thought of Spain, you standing there beside the
kitchen window, morning light draping you like silk, your coffee
steaming. I don’t know, you said. I’ve never been to Spain. I told
you I haven’t either and that wasn’t the point. You sighed, looked out
the window where birds we couldn’t be sure to name perched trees, ate
berries, or what shrubbery they could, and left, flew with color into
colors and were never seen again. I wanted to fling myself at you,
tell you to forget about Spain, that it will always be there, and take
your breasts in my palms, my mouth, and remember the reasons of home.
But, I didn’t. And I can never be sure about Spain always being there.
LOGAN RYAN SMITH is Senior Editor of the online literary journal
Sand to Glass. The STG print anthology, Sand to Glass:
Selections From the First Six Online Issues, is now on sale through
the site. He has work forthcoming in Words
on a Wire, 2River View,and
Over the Trasom. Robert Mezey is his favorite poet.