Megan Arkenberg
 

more black than white
the snow
in the gutters...
everything I cannot say
to my father

I will not listen
when you say my pain
is useless
even flooded fields
make a home for herons

a flash of lightning
halfway through my rosary
sudden thunder
the first time in eight months
I don't pray for him

your smile
in the many mirrors
of my dream world
every bit as cold
as the waking one

in three days
I learned to say
I love you...

six months have taught me
to forget I said it

Megan Arkenberg is a student in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where she has been writing haiku and tanka for a little over a year and a half. Her work has appeared in Tiny Words, Modern English Tanka, Simply Haiku and Atlas Poetica.

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