The Break Up

and when I ask why, she says

does it help if I say I just don’t fancy you? 


it does. I’m suddenly cold.


I hurry out of her room, 

down the dining hall steps 

into the quad. 


outside, the magnolia by the cloisters is 

about to bloom, a promise


it will happen

one day, one day.


just wait.


Tamiko Dooley (she/her)

Tamiko reads Latin and French at New College, Oxford. She’s usually found writing a poem about you, so don’t tell her anything.

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