Poetry by Erin Lorandos
you
pulled the folded
pocket knife from even
older denim
as you looked towards
the horizon of this life –
saying nothing
and now you open
the knife with one hand
deftly pushing the blade
out and away –
one thumb resting
against that sharp edge
for just a moment
my eyes are pulled to
your left hand –
that’s palming the red,
delicious apple
so fresh
the tree limb
still sways in protest
Originally from Wisconsin, Erin Lorandos is a librarian and writer living in Phoenix. Some of her recent poetry can be found in Drifting Sands, The Avocet, the 2021 Poetry Marathon Anthology, and in The Purposeful Mayonnaise.
