Alexia Komada-John

new moon in Aquarius

Alexia Komada-John
new moon in Aquarius

she descended like a weighted blanket 

and sat right on top of me

as I struggled to get myself off the couch


I was frustrated but I softened as her voice crackled through the timeline

“please,” she begged, “just let me stay here for one moment”

she sounded tired and desperate, like she had been trying to reach me for a while

with a sigh, I obliged 

who am I to deny myself

her gratitude was full of sorrow 

at home with me 

her warning was as saccharine as it was futile: look around and savor it, she seemed to be saying

one day you’ll scour every corner of the universe to get back here

I knew that she was right 

she knew that I had no idea

she cried silently then left without saying goodbye

I didn’t notice, so I stayed on the couch

missing something I still had