Longer #1: Sadness

There are rare moments,

with saline whispers trailing the contours of your face,

that you get to wrap your arms tightly 

around the otherwise invisible beauty of this world

You will know when you have it in your arms—

and in the resting pool beneath your sternum— 

because you will be sad

And maybe through a subtle mist of imperceptibly golden flakes

that sway in the sunlight,

this sadness will whisper to you

in a voice you forgot sadness had

quietly asking you

to stay with it for a little while 


Kyle Studstill