Dear Francesca,

Tonight was
  driving home from an evening spent
  at the mall and the bookstore
    my car in the anonymous flow of traffic
    feeling alone
    again

  thinking how I need to make friends in this city
    all of my friends are out of town
    and I haven't done the best of keeping
    in touch this year
    I had little to talk about except my health
    and how it limited me to work and home
    nothing much more
    and because of depression
    I just didn't want to talk to anyone

  how to get out of this tangle of aloneness
    that has happened
    that I created

  tonight I put on makeup to go out
    the eyeliner didn't look right
    just now I washed my face clean of the makeup
    a wide-eyed face stared back
    who is this girl Franney
    this woman who hides behind words

Yours,
Hannah Iona