Thom Young’s most recent poem to appear here was “The Beach” (August 2017)
The Plank
By Thom Young
the other night
was our last night
together,
and when I laid her
under the wooden planks
from centuries ago,
the angels sang
a song everybody
loves
but nobody remembers.
and even her ghost
is quiet now.
and my dinners
never
taste as good
any more.
I have a lump in my throat. Beautiful.