Green II

Green sweater as we eat at Miya’s.

You told me you know the owner.

“How do you know everyone, you just got to Winona”.

Green abaya, green hijab.

Gold earrings as we hold hands

in the pictures of us at International Night –

Dressed like the Nigerian flag. 

I wear yellow, of course. I wear another shade of yellow as I write this.

Yellow dress, yellow skinned girl meet at the cafeteria

by accident. Cacophony of laughter ascends us

like souls rising to the heavens. Smiles upon departure.

Green all in your closet, all in your home.

I had forgotten that your favorite color was green.

I haven’t seen you in a while – avoiding us.

We don’t hang out anymore; no facetimes, no texts.

Foundation of friendship flattened to a dust.

Unaddressed concerns caused the death.

We talk in your apartment, and you show me around.