Second Guessing, by Kate Meyer-Currey

Second guessing
by Kate Meyer-Currey

Pointless to speculate why
you were not there yesterday
when we planned to meet. I
saw the warning signs when
WhatsApp displayed its grey
noncommittal ticks. It’s quite
normal for you to be hijacked
by life’s sudden convulsive
chaos. I don’t imagine the
worst anymore as it’s already
happened; several times. It
might be your phone broke,
you had a fight with your
other half, or you fell back
into it or simply had no credit.
I still went to your address
as it was on my way home.
I looked into blank windows
and rang the dead doorbell.
I sent you a photo of your
front door so you know I
tried. Right place, wrong
time, I guess. I know there
are places no friend can
follow because I’ve been
there too. You’ll come
back online when you are
ready. Experience belies
all second-guessing when
silence has its own subtext.

Kate Meyer-Currey was born in 1969 and moved to Devon in 1973. A varied career in frontline settings has fuelled her interest in gritty urbanism, contrasted with a rural upbringing. Her ADHD also instils a sense of ‘other’ in her life and writing. She currently has over forty poems in print and e journals. ‘Gloves’ recently made top 100 in the UK’s ‘PoetryforGood’ competition for healthcare workers. Her first chapbook, County Lines, (Dancing Girl Press) comes out later this year.

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