Kenyonian Farewell

Brandon Kim

Smiles must
be too wide. They are crescent moons
dams
stopping the sea from
overspilling into speechless
space. A vacuum cannot carry sound. Nor
can we our hearts, or our words,
which we placed in
each other’s mouths.
Now
moonlight rows its boat, molten quarters
dripping, across cresting waves
that God painted orange.
Now
we must learn to smile even after
smiles are not enough.