This week, a poem by Gregory Canillas.




you never gave me flowers
not once
even though you received them
from me often
fresh, in full bloom
and fragrant
you never gave me flowers
although you sent them to
a friend to celebrate a housewarming
or some occasion like that
and to a woman whom you
forgot to pick up at the airport,
one night


GREGORY CANILLAS is a native of Los Angeles. He teaches in a clinical psychology doctoral program, and lectures at national and international conferences on family and relationship issues. His writing has appeared in Ebony Magazine.

Photo by Steven Williams

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