At the Table
Brisa Heacox
At the table, we sit across from each other. He cracks a joke, and I respond with a smile. And I feel as if I have waited my whole life to feel this way. And I can’t stop thinking. About how many lifetimes could pass us by, as we sit at the table.
And we linger at the table, until the crowds die away. But it’s always just been the two of us at that table anyway. Enjoying the company of whoever comes and whoever goes, we sit the table, because it keeps the outside world away.
And when the time comes for us to go away, I remember how busy I am, and how I’ve got at least twenty-something things to do today. When I leave, I think only of how I can’t wait to come back tomorrow, to keep making the world go away.
And we linger at the table, until the crowds die away. But it’s always just been the two of us at that table anyway. Enjoying the company of whoever comes and whoever goes, we sit the table, because it keeps the outside world away.
And when the time comes for us to go away, I remember how busy I am, and how I’ve got at least twenty-something things to do today. When I leave, I think only of how I can’t wait to come back tomorrow, to keep making the world go away.
Brisa Heacox is from Roswell, NM and has been attending NMMI for far too long. During her time at NMMI, she has been involved in Ropes Course, Jazz Band, Bataan, ROTC, and various Corps leadership positions. She hopes to graduate in December 2021 with a commission in the US Army. From there, she will continue her passion for studying English at her transfer school.