Baggage Claim

By Nina Miglio

She walked into my life with many suitcases of misery and helplessness

“Let me help you” I’d say,

“Lets see how I can help and fix this” I’d say

But then I’d remember that I had suitcases left in my closet

Ones I haven’t dared to open in


We were drawn to each other

But the closer we got, the more suitcases blocked us


and taller

At the end of the night, we were both standing there not knowing how to “pack lightly.”

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