Just doing some flash poetry to get in gear before I start working on Book Three. I'm actually having an awesome day, even though this piece is rather pensive, haha. I'm tricky that way, as a person and a writer. :) Hope you have a beautiful weekend. Much love to you! C.A.
The Cut
I see your honest back,
your smart, leather belt,
and your black.
I see myself
in the monotone.
Even the quiet
is becoming.
Right here, right now,
I slip on my glasses
to hide the left eye --
the broken vessels,
the yellowish bruise,
and the self-inflicted,
infected cut.
C.A. MacConnell
