Once I almost bumped into
a frayed woman, with her dirty-blonde
hair and ragged sweater, wearing
house slippers, and clutching
a greasy grocery bag
as if it contained
the Holy Grail.
Her eyes were like shattered glass,
worn by the cruel sea into emeralds
of disbelief, a prism capturing
images from another life,
seeing everything,
seeing nothing.
I still find it astonishing:
such a mirror for our hungers,
pieced and proven in this
singular flesh.
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Reviewed by P. Michaels (Reader)
Reviewed on December 17, 2003
Kevin, You showed the sad ending of life. A story left within the shell, the person's past, and you said it well.
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on December 17, 2003
Wow! A very powerful and telling write.....this is amazing! So vivid! ty, Dani
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Kevin, You showed the sad ending of life. A story left within the shell, the person's past, and you said it well.