You slouch into my sofa your spine a parenthesis against the ivory cushions. I study the tiny buttonhole at the corner of your collar- too small for even a baby’s finger- I seek the corresponding button, finding only loose threads.
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Wilson Diehl is a poet and essayist from the lovely and underrated state of Iowa. She has an MFA in Creative Nonfiction from the University of Iowa and a cat named Turtle from the Madison, Wisconsin Humane Society.