A Dose of Kyle

Writing by Kyle Freelander

So I get up and leave

I fold the brown napkin in half two times

to make quarters out of paper,

eager for any sort of change

as you look at me

from across the table

that divides us,

far enough to stare

but close enough to have to fight

the urge to hold hands

by poking at the food on our plates

that we never intended to eat.

We pretend not to be uncomfortable

here, in the wooden booth

that pushes my bones and prods my back

while we bask in each other’s quiet company

of friendship gone awry

as we try to repair it and make things right,

but the silence tells us what we already knew:

there is no fixing this; there is no fixing us.

I unfold the napkin,

revealing stains and creases

in the fibers that make the napkin complete,

flaws in the foundation

that folding could only hide,

but never change.

By: Kyle Freelander


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About this blog

Welcome! A Dose of Kyle is an ever-growing collection of fiction, poetry, nonfiction, random thoughts and musings from the mind of Kyle Freelander. Some of these posts are new works while some are older ones that have been spruced up for the occasion. Feel free to stay and read awhile. Remember, feedback is always appreciated! -Kyle

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