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Ready. Set. Silence.

by Trisha De Gracia

Stark
naked.

Cold bathroom
floor and eyes that can't
see broken mickey glass and
shattered pill
bottle

waits.




D R I P D R I P D R I P

But can
you tell her that
all of this gets better
by the end?

O
B
V
I
O
U
S
L
Y

Not.

12/01/2003

Author's Note: This poem is meant to be choppy and broken. I wanted the flow to be a little erratic... kind of reflecting the girls head at the time...

Posted on 12/02/2003
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 12/03/03 at 07:13 AM

this scared the hell out of me.

Posted by Lindsay Sanders on 12/05/03 at 06:53 AM

whoooa there. this one pulled my mind in 565124 directions at once. there is so much here. i'm in awe. and i love the choppiness.

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