A turnstile coin

falls in slow motion,

hits with a rattle and a clink.

Rolling to a stop at his feet.

I bend to pick it up,

retrieving long lost visions

of a love that used to be.

Turning from the past,

I walk away.

A burning ache

pulls at me,

filling my heart with sorrow.

I look back one last time.

Coin pocketed,

I board the train

to my redemption.

Ann Christine Tabaka

Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She is the author of 9 poetry books. Christine lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are: Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Synchronized Chaos, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.

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