Red Hat

I pass him in Central Park

in the snow.

The snow is at the point where it's still beautiful,

but about to turn mushy

and grey.

He doesn't look at me,

Head down.

His plaid peacoat a contrasting neutral to the

vibrant red of his Polo hat.

And gloves.

I don't remember him having such great style when

We were together.

People always change,

I guess.

I check his Instagram story

To see if he has posted anything recently.

In his story, he is in a photo from a work trip.

The time stamp is from 30 minutes ago, from Orlando.

He is wearing a company t-shirt.

It wasn't him in the snow.

I don't realize that I'm holding my breath until I

exhale.