Katrina Kaye

I’ve been missing you
by a quarter of a mile
in all directions.

I blame the wind
or the rain,
but never your speed.

I call out
without expecting reply
and take comfort in
the echo of myself.

It is better if
I don’t know
you are there,
an inch out of range,
a moment out of site.

It is better
I keep missing you.

“Missing you” is previously published in the collection A Scattering of Imperfections (2009) by Casa de Snapdragon.