Be The Part

Alone/Connected/Absolving/Regretting/Dismissive
Walk the room in a waltz-like mode
With heels and a tote, your lip gloss in a smear
The garden, then, was at the back of the house
Where we spend our days in some calculated abandonment
All while baking cakes
Reading journals of dystopian vision
While I cut your bangs
Now, now I do nothing
Nothing much for you
Hate/Calm/Fortitude/Beholden
It’s all over now
Walk backwards toward the gate while I look away

 

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Tara Lynn Hawk

Tara Lynn Hawk is the author of poetry chapbooks Rhetorical Wanderlust and The Dead. Her work has appeared in On This Path We Travel: Women Poets Writing About Feminism and Nature, Along The Way. Moonchild, Occulum, Rasputin, Deracine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Uut, The Cabinet of Heed, Spelk, Wanton Fuckery, Midnight Lane Gallery, The Poet Community, Idle Ink, Spilling Cocoa, Poethead, Poems and Poetry, Social Justice Poetry and more. For more visit www.taralynnhawk.com"

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