Thursday, December 16, 2010

St. Adelaide (patron of brides and princesses)


I waited for something

that was bound to arrive.


the train would speed

through the tunnel

and bring the light

with it. I was sure of it.


I pressed my face

to the glass. My lips

left a cherry-shaped

print behind.


The newspaper slapped

the front door. I ran

to reach it.


Headline: Museum Dinosaurs Collapse!

Clouds of Bones Near our Feet!


I folded myself

in half. I knew it

must be the end.


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