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SHJ Issue 8
Fall 2013

Shooting Star

by Victoria Melekian

Oh, I remember that night, 
everything packed and loaded

in the car, my third move in four years 
because my sorrow fit nowhere I lived.

I sat on a cement step, my back
against warm brick, drinking

the last of the wine from a paper cup.
My husband was living our life 

with someone new and I was headed south 
into an unknown as gray as my car.

Lemon-yellow stars blinked overhead. 
One shot across the sky. I wished 

he’d come racing back, up the stairs 
two at a time. I wanted him to want me, 

a wish that never came true. I left 
a long trail of addresses until I found one 

with a light in the window, someone listening 
for my step on the porch. Our wedding 

picture is framed in silver and sits beside 
a crystal vase of bright yellow daisies.



SHJ Issue 8
Fall 2013

Victoria Melekian

writes prose and poetry. Her work has appeared in Word Riot, Survivor’s Review, A Year In Ink (San Diego Writers, Ink Anthology, Volume 1), Passager, Magee Park Poets, Pearl, and ONTHEBUS. Her story “What I Don’t Tell Him” aired on National Public Radio. She has twice won a San Diego Book Award.

“...we have been born here to witness and celebrate. We wonder at our purpose for living. Our purpose
is to perceive the fantastic. Why have a universe if there is no audience?” — Ray Bradbury