You called me. You called me and maybe
you ran out of bread, perhaps you need
another loaf left at your doorstep.
You called me and said you found more
of my belongings, said I should come and
get them. You called so I’m driving
over, loaf of bread resting in the backseat
like the child we never had.
Samuel Louis Spencer is a poet and journalist based in Tampa, Florida. His work has appeared in The Decadent Review, Scapegoat Magazine, Tokyo Poetry Journal, Inlandia, Third Wednesday, Barzakh Magazine, and others.