Hole

by Jake Rose

One day,
said the man in
the dream,

there will be
a more attractive man
in a better dream

wearing a dark blue
suit with white
cufflinks

and he will tell you how
to fix the hole
in your porch

the hole
where you lost
everything.

You will sit with him
underneath
a tall tree

and smell the salt-air
and stroke his fine suit
and remember nothing.

J

ake Rose is a writer from North Yarmouth, ME.  He is currently employed building, painting, and remodeling home spaces as well as substitute teaching first grade.

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