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Disappointments

by J. Espíno R.

When I left, I cried in the airplane seated in between an older woman with white hair and a younger woman with blonde hair. Departure music played from my earphones - Leaving on a Jet Plane. You told me you were not going to drop me off at the airport when we disagreed about me moving to San Diego. At the check-in gate our eyes fidgeted at each other from anxiety (you came through). Walking towards security alone I inhaled the remnants of your breath that lingered on my lips to preserve a part of you in me. Although we've had our disappointments and sadness before, in that moment seated in the middle aisle, I grieved; there was no hope for our future.

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J. Espíno R. was not accepted into an MFA Creative Writing program. She still feels it was unfair.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sigh. Well done!

Val N. Seya said...

that was beautiful. has he seen it? and i luv the little tag at the end: "she still feels it was unfair". write more stuff.