The Sky's Betrayal

Christy Wise, Georgetown University

The sky was the wrong color today.

It was not supposed to be

the agate blue of your eyes.

Each time I looked up into its ubiquity,

I felt lost.

Just as I am lost to you now.

Just as I lost myself in the

ocean depth of your eyes,

so many times.

The anonymity of a gray sky

suits me much better.