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Everything Was Going
to be Better

Victoria Melekian 

When I graduated, married,

bought a house, paid it off, kids


grew up, husband quit drinking,

divorce stopped aching. Always


waiting. For what I never knew.

Until now. Sitting in this blue chair


in the corner of a crooked rock garden,

impatiens and fuzzy weeds pushing up


between faded red brick, sun warm

on my head, I bend to tie


my grandson’s shoe, inhale the scent

of sticky sweat and peanut butter,


his hand a small weight on my shoulder

I want to keep forever.

Victoria Melekian lives in Carlsbad, California. Her stories and poems have been published in print and online anthologies. She’s twice been nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

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