Requiem, Stephen Golds
With all the doors locked,
the curtains drawn.
The television on mute,
the clocks wound down.
I thought
I saw myself
a ghost
in this apartment
a reflection in a grimy windowpane with
your name etched
in dirt.
Stephen J. Golds was born in London, U.K, but has lived in Japan for most of his adult life. He enjoys spending time with his daughters, reading books, traveling, boxing and listening to old Soul LPs. His novels are Say Goodbye When I’m Gone (Red Dog Press) Always the Dead (Close to the Bone) Poems for Ghosts in Empty Tenement Windows and the story and poetry collection Love Like Bleeding Out With an Empty Gun in Your Hand. He is Poetry Editor of Close to the Bone @scatterofashes