Paisano Poets

Image by Alex Hanks

Image by Alex Hanks

Jessica Mclaren, Staff Writer

missing keys

i seem to have misplaced my keys

and so i begin retracing my steps.

back and forth

in and out of your arms.

counting down the hours

counting down the minutes

until i can feel safe again.

just as soon as i had it all figured out

i am once again

without my keys.

stranded in an empty parking lot

i can’t see where to go

i don’t know where i’ve been

and so i stand here

scratching my head

wondering where i went wrong.

where are my keys?