Inn, San Francisco
by Nancy Gerber
Ghostly faces stare at us --
sepia eyes imprisoned
in glass mahogany frames.
Grim lips speak of mourning.
Sons and daughters lost to typhus,
ravages of the expedition west.
Women wearing stiff poplin dresses,
men dressed in midnight suits
gaze from the walls in envy
while we recline. On crimson sofas,
we drink coffee from porcelain
mugs, plan the rest of our day.
* * * * *
Nancy Gerber writes fiction,
poetry, and essays. Her most recent book, A Way Out of Nowhere (Big
Table Publishing), is a collection of short stories featuring female
protagonists negotiating the complexities of relationships, and
is available on Amazon.
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