Let me restrain my shadow
from engulfing you. I will no longer
block the warmth of the sun’s
rays from shining on your ice-cold
skin. If we must end, let me be the loser here,
then you may have it all. And maybe,
just maybe, one day you’ll share your
warmth with me again.
Arlene Antoinette is a poet of West Indian birth who grew up in Brooklyn, New York. She graduated from Brooklyn College and worked as an instructor with disabled individuals for many years. You may find additional work by Arlene at Foxglove Journal, Little Rose Magazine, I am not a silent Poet, Tuck Magazine, The Feminine Collective, The Open Mouse, Amaryllis Poetry, Boston Accent Lit, Sick Lit Magazine, Postcard Shorts, 50 Word Stories, The Ginger Collect, Neologism Poetry Journal and Your Daily Poem.