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Bled Bone Dry

by Trisha De Gracia

Lashes temples hairline
are grittily peppered
mascara flecks flake salt
your lip prints and leftovers
shoulderblades bite into tile
biting back like a knife
all knees all arms and all elbows askew
like a dollar store jigsaw abandoned
for trickier things fraught with less
missing pieces and less left in me
to misgive.


Author's Note: On the kitchen floor. Misgivings. Afterthoughts. Sometimes I feel like the only thing beautiful about loss are the ways we express it. Thanks for the Topic, Mr. Michael.

Posted on 04/20/2010
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Aaron Michael on 04/20/10 at 05:43 PM

there's one thing you forgot: another beautiful thing about loss is what we learn from it. you expressed this wonderfully. those last four lines cut hard and quick. very, very nice, despite the loss and misgivings :)

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