Katrina Kaye

we spoke
music

my strings
his hands

we mourned
together
in song

it
wasn’t
love

It was
sadness
sprawled in
sonata

it was
a friend
wrapped
in minuet

a tender
tune easily
forgotten

he was
the
composer

I was
the
instrument

“Song” is previously published in Verse Vital (2022) and The Green Shoe Sanctuary (2022).