Silence was my only option.
The graduate in your life half smiles and looks away before answering your question, “how are you feeling about commencement being postponed/canceled?” Their head may shake once or twice, as they respond that commencement was never the important part anyways. That it sucks, but hey, they didn’t like being in front of a crowd to begin with. Your graduate will chuckle like it’s a joke when they say they’ll save almost $70 on a cap and gown. You will tell them, “Things will be better soon,” and the subject will go on to face masks or how boring it’s been and you’re assured that they are alright.
I have not seen my home in a long time,
I hope you see the venom on his crooked teeth before he poisons you like me,
It may be years since you two last spoke, yet your hands drift over the keyboard and write his name into the search bar on social media. You notice he changed his profile picture from the last time you looked at it. New shirts that he didn’t own when you two were together pop up in his pictures now. He still wears the one band t-shirt you bought him. You tell yourself you don’t care but still wish you could rip it up with your bare hands.