He used a fire escape to walk out of your life.
Back inside, the floors are polished,
the heartbreak is clean.
You sit with a glass of whiskey
and the iron ringing.
At least you’re alive, you think.
At least that clang in your breast.
There is something simple about it —
something like a bird
in the skeleton of a tree.
Published online May 14 2014.
Katherine Leyton’s poetry and non-fiction have been published in The Malahat Review, Hazlitt, Bitch, The Globe and Mail and Room, among others. She is also the founder of HowPedestrian.ca, a poetry project for the YouTube crowd.