Sometimes poems
Get forgotten.
They arrive between the shower
And the towel,
Between the hot water and the coffee grounds,
Between the front door and the car.
Those are the ones
that have the most to say.
They bide their time
Await release. Jamming up
What needs to be done.
Sit down, poem—you’re drunk.
Ah but if only you’d have
Sat in the first place.
Poem would be out wandering
The world, fully-formed and
You’d go on about your day.
Instead the day is an uncomfortable
Dance with what might have been.
Margaret Elysia Garcia is author of short story ebook collection Sad Girls and Other Stories, (Solstice Literary Press) and the audiobook Mary of the Chance Encounters, and co-founder and director of Las Pachucas, Latina theatrical troupe. She teaches creative writing and theatre at California Correctional Center in Susanville prison through the California Arts in Corrections program.
