In the Puddle
there’s a crescent
moon
carved out
long ago
and I forget
it’s even there
even though
I look in the puddle
every day
as I scrub my teeth
and moisturize
I notice all the sunspots
that freckle my face
and the rings
under my eyes
and neck
and yet
I don’t see
the moon
right there
under my eye
like i did
when i was little
and used to think
it was put there on purpose
so one day
someday
any day
they’d be able to
find me
but I don’t think like that
anymore
looking in the puddle
this morning
I stood there
a moment
staring at the crescent
moon
right there
under my eye
and reached up
to touch it
and thought to myself
it looks more like a tear
like a teardrop
that froze on my face
long ago
and I wonder why
I never realized this
‘til now
TL