As the night draws to a conclusion,
this war between us explodes with
landmines, tripping over
wires of insecurity,
cutting through the tension
of our invention.
After consuming red wine,
distraught tears flow through
a crack in your voice,
saying what you couldn’t say sober.
Everything in the rearview mirror
is someone else’s future.
My name is Andy Cooper (not my real name). After serving in the military, I returned to Washington State and attended college. It was there that I fell in love with writing, especially writing short stories. I read everything by Raymond Carver I could find. After finishing college, I worked as a substitute teacher and a tutor.