Getting Over You
Whenever it rained lightly at night,
you would always wake and taste the air.
I’m going for a walk, you would say
And I would watch through the darkness
as your pale body rose from the bed and
wrapped itself in a long coat
And I would listen for the gentle
clicking of the door as you left
It’s raining tonight, on my side of town.
I am in the car, I am driving with the window down
to taste the air
Rain spatters on my trousers
I have not seen you for three months
I wonder if it is raining
where you are.
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
Brayden Norris (he/him) is a 27 year old poet from New Zealand, living in the UK. He has studied Philosophy, History and Creative Writing, and was previously published in the first issue of Recesses ‘Zine, with other publications upcoming.
Want more Brayden? See his other poem in this issue: I Plant No Flags
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