“I have a question for you” by Sasha at her desk

Wednesday, August 31, 2016
5 minutes
From a Facebook message

I have a question for you that isn’t as pretty
as I wish it could be
Tied up with red ribbon
Kissed with pink lips
it’s not actually a question
Excuse me
I don’t know if there’s a word for what it is
A confession maybe
A prayer played over a loudspeaker through winding alleys
A release of ten thousand doves into a black sky
A squid ink pasta served on the forest floor