I Couldn’t Provide

With hands full
of hereditary tremors
I take another slug
from the handle, and soon
forget the hours, redundant
loud and blue

now I finally feel like
throwing my favorite under-
wear into the trash and stop
shaving my legs for good


on weeknights we’ll start
to split up books, movies
drink wine from a box, avoid
ticket stubs and road maps
from long drives


I never really knew
what you expected of me
but I couldn’t provide.


Alyse Richmond currently resides in Pittsburgh, PA, and is in the process of earning an MFA in Creative Writing from Chatham University. Her poems have appeared in various literary journals throughout the country, such as: Helix Magazine, The Found Poetry Review, Welter, Malpais Review, and The Lincoln Underground, among others.


Alyse Richmond