I Won’t Write a Poem About Us
about how we met on a plane years ago, and we talked for a couple hours, shared a smoke and drank wine, and you said, we can ask for more free wine if we want to, about how that line changed my life for a year or two, because whenever I traveled I asked for another tiny bottle,
which I didn’t drink,
I put it in my backpack instead ant took it home, about how we were never properly introduced and I don’t even remember your first name, but you earned a special place in my mind forever, as the guy who saved me wine money for a long time, about how we talked about the Before Sunrise movie and how we identified with the characters because they represented our generation, about how different we would be, simple, honest, free, and neither of us admitted how weird it felt that Jesse and Celine didn’t exchange numbers,
but we didn’t either,
because we were the generation who mythologized, we mythologized life, history, each other, and we knew life would disappoint us,
it did,
and history would disappoint us,
it did,
and we would disappoint each other too, because I’d end up a failed mom of two and you’d grow up to be a loser, or a narcissist, or plain normal,
but we didn’t,
because I have no idea where you are, and you don’t know a thing about me, and we keep each other in our minds the way we first met, we eternalized each other and our youth, and I know Jesse wrote a book to find Celine, but I won’t let this happen to us, I won’t let me destroy us, I won’t write a book, or a story, or a poem, I won’t even write a note about us.
About the artist
Mileva Anastasiadou is a neurologist, from Athens, Greece and the author of “We Fade With Time” and “Christmas People” by Alien Buddha Press. A Pushcart, Best of the Net, Best Microfiction and Best Small Fictions nominated writer, her work has been selected for the Best Microfiction anthology and Wigleaf Top 50 and can be found in many journals, such as the Forge, Necessary Fiction, Passages North, and others. She’s the flash fiction editor of Blood+Honey and the Argyle journals
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