Published January 1, 2022
by Trina Maloff
(Edmonton, Alberta, Canada)
Watery words
Filled with partial truths
When I freeze it
Will I see them clearly?
Suspended
In milky swirled
Beautiful lies?
Or will they be like
His eyes
Brightly veriegrated
Sharp lines
And starkly clear
Are they even there?
Or is it my other me,
Telling me
Urging me,
To lash out.
Without form and without
Pride
Churning in my
Belly
A warm warning
Am I lying
To myself?
Squandering the truth
At the expense
Of my heart
Dreary and wasteful
Trash heap
My mind
Was Beautiful Once
Biography
Trina Maloff: I'm not much of a writer, but I do write sometimes. A friend told me to submit places, so I figured I would give it a shot.
This poem is included in Poetry World #2, published in the Wax Poetry and Art Library.
Previously published in Edmonton Poetry Magazine:
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by Nic Whitty
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