The Space Between My Arms

by shirepublishing

By Sarah Alfonso

  When you said goodbye, the moon found herself half-empty. She hanged herself on a fish lined noose; her image cut like a lemon wedge. Still, I would take the sacrifice of that moon, capture the remaining light in an envelope, and deliver it to your door with words like,

“Dawn,
I wish you knew how sweet it was to fall.
Signed,
Autumn”

We sang for November; for the leaves that blew around our forms and traced us into the ground. Now the winter came pigeon-toed, shy in her walk. But she arrived, taking with her lost loves and harvest moons.

Sarah Alfonso is a senior at Miami Arts Charter whose passion in the written word has produced awards from Young Arts, as well as Silver Keys, a Gold Key and an eventual Silver Medal from Scholastic Arts & Writing. Sarah has been published in Creative Communications anthology as well as Figment’s Why I Write, but her main source of satisfaction comes from working with her fellow writers in the Creative Writing department as well as from her mentor, and “adoptive mother,” Ms. Jen Karetnick.