Jason Irwin: Afterwards

One a.m., the two of us holding hands, naked 

in bed, in a second-floor room in Galway.

The tea-colored light from a streetlamp 

seeping through the accordion blinds, tattooing the walls, 

& from the open window—the sounds of passers-by, 

traffic on the rain-soaked pavement, & a gull’s insistent, 

almost jubilant cry.

Copyright 2022 Jason Irwin

Jason Irwin’s collections of poetry include The History of Our Vagrancies published by Main Street Rag. He lives in Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.