I don’t drunk call you so I must not
Love you. Tomorrow
I imagine myself smothered
By the duvet; by the hand that feeds.
All awakenings are rude.
Take back when you said
I only look pleased in bed;
Keep a place for me on the left side,
Keep the lights low.
The Tylenol is on the nightstand.
You dream of me coming
Up your front steps on Friday night;
The spare key moved,
The front door locked.
McCaela Prentice received honorable mention in Small Orange Journal’s 2019 Emerging Woman Poet Honor. She is currently a student at Saint Lawrence University in upstate New York, studying Biology/Public Health and minoring in creative writing. She is originally from Bryant Pond, Maine. Most of her family is still up that way, and she spends a lot of time in the western part of the state and Portland. The first poem she ever published, "Junk Drawer Heart", was in her university's Laurentian Magazine. McCaela draws a lot of herinspiration from Maine, and from her travels elsewhere.