New York, Circa 1997


New York, circa 1997


The photo is of you and me, 

bundled against the elements, saltwater 

spraying us as we bounce across the harbor

on a ferry smaller than we had expected.


We smile at the camera you are holding out 

in front of us, your other hand 

around my shoulder, 

steadying me.


Behind us, slightly 

out of focus,  is the 

New York skyline

the way it used to be.


Twin Towers 

side by side


we thought then.


We didn’t know

I would soon leave you, 

my unhappiness, hidden

like a bruise slowly spreading 

under the skin of my heart.


We didn’t know

as much about 

ourselves or the world

as we thought we did 

when we began this journey.


©Jessica Johnson