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no one likes to see a pretty girl cry
by Cassandra Leigh"it's like her tears are the blood of angels and it hurts my heart,"
he said, half in jest, and it's
statements like that which make me want to
shoot myself
according to george oppen, i have
'chosen the meaning
of being numerous'...where are the rest of
these numerous when i
can't breathe on the driveway
at 2am for dry-sobbing
into the grass
i can't even write right now, i haven't in weeks, but
here i am anyway, because
i am paralyzed the clear
window that used to be these poems is
painted over to keep the
morning light out
i am obsessed with
where he is right now, with whom, doing what
and all i can think is how
he is so relieved not to be
wondering the same thing
about me
12/08/2011 Author's Note: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/238470
Posted on 12/09/2011
Copyright © 2024 Cassandra Leigh
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/09/11 at 11:03 AM having stood once or twice on the other side of that great divide I know exactly how this feels...great job Cassandra! |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 12/09/11 at 02:55 PM Your title and last stanza blew me away. I've been the pretty girl crying AND the person watching her cry, so this hit me twice as hard. Smooth. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 12/10/11 at 11:06 AM The whole poem is striking, but the third stanza is what hits closest to home right this moment. But the fourth stanza brings back some vivid memories. Anyway, and excellent poem all around. Congrats on POTD! |
| Posted by Oscar Martínez on 12/11/11 at 02:02 AM Este escrito es en verdad magnifico, es vivo, resuelto y audaz, me ha gustado mucho, Congrats on POTD, Cassandra. |
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