Loss
her slight finger cut
paper sharp and drawn across
my blood weeps with loss
Eye
his large hands flicker
faster than my father’s eye
the coin disappears
Creep
I watch the shadows;
they creep across the backyard
smothering the light.
Writer
Loss
her slight finger cut
paper sharp and drawn across
my blood weeps with loss
Eye
his large hands flicker
faster than my father’s eye
the coin disappears
Creep
I watch the shadows;
they creep across the backyard
smothering the light.