by Laura Madeline Wiseman

After I had come and gone
you said you’d been too afraid
to be there in the rented room
perched atop a hill
wrapped like a door prize.
I know this love is old.
Me with a husband
and you two sons by the man
who phoned us at midnight.
I’m over it or beyond it, I am.
But I can’t help thinking how it was
to come and go to you freely
when we were both too afraid to stop.


Laura Madeline Wiseman is working on her dissertation in
creative writing at the University of Nebraska, Lincoln.  Her
works have appeared in
The Minnesota Review, The South
Loop Review
, Georgetown Review, and other publications.  
She is an e
mpowerment4women editor.

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Apple Valley Review:
A Journal of Contemporary

ISSN 1931-3888

Volume 1, Number 2
(Fall 2006)

Copyright © 2006
by Leah Browning, Editor.  

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