Saturday, September 1, 2012

Alexandra Hohmann

The Writer in Repose

[Inspired by Sandra Cisneros’ “The Poet Reflects on Her Solitary Fate”]

After all the people have gone,
the laughter has faded
After she washes wine stains,
cigarette smoke
from her clothes
After she washes caked makeup,
man musk
from her body
She sits.
A desk. A chair. A tattered notebook.
The morning sun dances on her skin.
She scoops an ice cream sundae
of stories
from her soul.

1 comment:

  1. I love this. I love the juxtaposition between the cigarettes, wine, man musk...and the deliciousness of an ice cream sundae...scooping her soul out to a tattered notebook. Beautiful