Jeddie Sophronius was born in Jakarta, Indonesia. He is currently an MFA candidate at the University of Virginia and the Editor-in-Chief at Meridian. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in The Cincinnati Review, Prairie Schooner, The Iowa Review, and elsewhere. He spends his pastime getting defeated in chess.
I no longer remember the night
I proposed to you: what you wore,
where we went, what you ordered—
am I a bad person?
Not unlike a moldy photo,
my memory of us too, get a little blurry
with each day passing by,
after you left.
Exhausted and defeated,
I retreat to that unremembered night,
as well as the many nights that never unfolded,
and I pretend I’m there again.
I redecorate our first apartment,
the one we were planning to buy
(but never got to), with a painting
of tulips, your favorite (or was it lavender?).
I wait for you to come home,
in my favorite chair, reading poetry I enjoy.
After three books or so, I start to fear
you got lost on your way here.