Dear G –  by A.J. Huffman

It is cold in my mind 

and in my bed.  The shadow of you lingers 

like a coffin.  I crawl into 

it and dream of a life I will never own. 

I wake only to the hell I have 

been taught I deserve. 

About the Poet:

A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  She has published 27 collections and chapbooks of poetry.  In addition, she has published her work in numerous national and international literary journals.  She is currently the editor for Kind of a Hurricane Press literary journals ( www.kindofahurricanepress.com ).