- Here on Earth
The field behind our house tonightreminds me of an empty bedwith drifts of snow like wrinkled sheetsand shadows where you laid your head.
A month and six days since you left,and night is when I feel you most.Sleep won’t come. I sit outsidetrying to ignore your ghost.
Instead, the snow piles up. The woodsbeyond the field grow darker still.I shut my eyes against the cold,swallow another sleeping pill,
and brace myself to face the numbwhite space, the bed you’re missing from. [End Page 128]
chad abushanab is the author of The Last Visit, winner of the Donald Justice Poetry Prize, published by Autumn House Press in 2019. His poems have appeared in the New York Times Magazine, Southern Poetry Review, Shenandoah, Best New Poets, the Believer, and 32 Poems. He earned his PhD in English and creative writing at Texas Tech University. He lives in Iowa City.