The Weight of Waiting
The altar of my heart collapsed
Under the weight
Of waiting.

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Li-Anne Wright is a student at Chapel Hill High School in North Carolina where she is an editor and layout manager for the Different Drummer literary magazine. She likes warm socks and words, often at the same time. She can found on Medium at @liannewright.
Cold Stone, Warm Heart
The man sat on the ground with a radio in his right hand, leaned against
the stone, and contemplated the landscape in front of him. “This isn’t
bad at all,” he said out loud, although there was no one around to hear
it. “It’s a nice place to rest.” He closed his eyes, and turned the radio on,
a ballad starting to play. He stayed still, listening. When it was over, he
stood up. “Well, another birthday, Honey. Daddy misses you every day,”
he said, avoiding looking at the dates written on the stone.
