Sometimes you become sure
you’ve loved someone so importantly
before they ever loved you back
that you feel
you can never trust them

I know it’s not my biggest fault
but I’m seeking ways
to fix the part of me that stares
at a dirty dish that has been in the sink
for more than twenty minutes

Some things just feel

Other things feel


Missing someone feels like
kicking yourself in the ass
for a little while

Missing someone real good feels like
beckoning a dog to come on over for a pet
She eyeballs your hand but doesn’t even
turn her head

After smoking the one-hitter
we walked down the rock and found a bigger one,
becoming increasingly higher as we climbed
I called it a mountain and you said hill

Missing someone feels like
when your shadow goes from taller to shorter
just because you turned a corner

Missing someone real good feels like


We watched the Hudson underneath the sun
chainlink and blue, glittering pain into our eyes

I caught myself momentarily stop believing
in the universe because —

Sometimes it takes so fucking long to fall out of love
and other times
it’s like


Sarah Jean Alexander wrote Wildlives (Big Lucks Books, 2015) and LOUD IDIOTS (Second Books, 2016). She is the poetry editor of Shabby Doll House and tweets @sarahjeanalex.