You always choose The Shipping News.
I just can’t seem to find the time to finish it.
A smile drifts across your face
like a sea breeze as you thumb
the pages, sun-bleached & salt-starched.
They crinkle in your hands.
It’s our little ritual:
you promise to find the extra hours,
I pretend to gift you more time
with something as simple
as a nod & a pledge
to meet back here
same time, next month.