City’s Lullaby

By Maddie Willigar | Editor-in-Chief

After Aron Wiesenfeld’s “Study for Night Reading”

These windows are a frame

to the rain that paints our city like

Van Goh: dressed in monochromatic

blues and flickering skyscrapers that

bleed and swirl on a concrete canvas.

I wonder how many nights I’ve

spent watching it streak down

my windows, water staining glass

the same way I let tears fall

down and sting my cheeks.

Or how many nights I’ve spent

sitting in the shadows, staring at

an open book of letters you wrote,

the way I observe homesick people

phone home on these moonlit streets.

I’ve spent too many nights waiting

for you to come back through the

door the way blue night glow hugs

me as I sleep; the city lulls me into

dreams of the people we once were

and the people we can’t be.