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lifeline
by Emily Davidsontracing my lifeline
down the center of my palm
you tell me that this wrinkle
is the red line to alewife
and this line is the express train to L.A.
your glasses are at the tip
of your nose
your eyes—naked
staring, staring, staring
tracing
my lifeline, you are
staring
you are smiling 02/02/2011 Posted on 02/16/2011
Copyright © 2025 Emily Davidson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 02/16/11 at 03:25 AM i was not sure what to expect with the title, appropriate as it is, but upon reading it, I have to say, that first stanza is fab! Kudos!! peace, jewels |
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