The Permutations of the Word We • C.C. Russell

Used in context:

In the Big Horns, below the medicine wheel
flipping finished cigarette butts into my pocket. As we pitched
the tent, I rehearsed it silently. The 'we' I knew was coming
though I didn't know how short of a time it would last.

Sex. Her on top of me, moving in slow, uncertain circles.
Her awkward stance, her fear of bodies.

And these memories come
to the one who passed
two years now.

The two of us in her bathtub, her breasts framed by soapsuds.
I moved towards her.


One small body
of water
coming up
against another, both lost
in the wake left.