The Wright Side Club is proud to announce its second winner for the Poem of the Month!
Untitled (Free-Verse Poem)
By Nora Diaz-Ortega
I can hold a bucket to your eyes and try to catch your tears,
but I’m afraid I’ve slipped;
so there goes your bucket
drowning the children on earth in sorrow
I can press a silver canister to your lips,
and try to catch your beautiful whisperings,
but I’m afraid I’ve drawn outside the lines;
so there goes your tongue
lashing out on everyone’s mistakes
I can carve your ears with a box knife and try to mold
your secrets,
but I’m afraid I’ve taken a bite, just a bite;
so there go the moanings that escaped from me
crying out in shameless raw need
I can slick on your stubby nose and try
to bring back your memories from cement,
but I’m afraid I’ve forgotten the recipe for happiness;
so there goes the musk
manifesting nightmares in your soul
And that is why,
darling,
I’ve defaced our bodies.