In broad daylight we

pass each other.

You see a person

no longer alive and

are blind to the

person who searches

your face, your eyes

for some reason to hope

that the love you say

you have for me is

really for me and not

for that remembered her,

the one you miss and

expect to see when

you look at me.

And I?  I’m not sure

I’ve ever met the man

I see. It’s hard to tell.

It could be you or

you might be a stranger

Dunn SAS Dunn holds a BS in Natural Resources from Cornell University and an MS in environmental communications from SUNY ESF. She lives on Cape Cod. Her poetry has appeared in the Rio Grande Review and The Perch.