Magdalene (That’s Not Your Name) by Matthew Milia
The gift certificate that you gave me expired today
I was too tired to make it to the Meijer in White Lake anyway
It’s raining like Halloween
Like every Halloween since I turned 17
Do you know what I mean?
Magdalene
Yeah, I’m well aware that’s not your name
People love to share the details
But rarely share the blame
I’m sorry for what I became and what you’ve seen
Campari twice-spilt on the same computer screen
Now I’m nothing but a waste of your caffeine
I waste it all
Magdalene
Did you not hear
The desperate call?
The fog on the mirror
The scream in the hall
‘Cause everyone knew
And everyone saw
I thought it was you
I was glad I was wrong
The autumn girls keep asking why I’m overdressed
They offered me some medicine and I guess I acquiesced
But lately, this played-out scene
Feels vaguely like a broken Coke machine
And I’m stuck in-between
That place and
Magdalene
Appears on On the Northline