As the light dims
let us all at last touch ourselves
without expectation. It is okay to cry,
especially if this is your first time.
They never taught you this in school
and none of those old ghosts you used to sleep with
would have known how to revel in the surprise of it all
as you contract and expand.
Isobel O’Hare lives in Oakland, California. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Account, Numero Cinq, The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review, FORTH, Dirty Chai, Map Literary, and Cease, Cows. She received her MFA in Writing from Vermont College of Fine Arts.
