Abigale LeCavalier : Writing

Plaid

Plaid

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Plaid It's as hard to believe as a freshman on campus, bells and whistles and bubble gum. An afterthought from the smoke of a freshly ..
Limestone

Limestone

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Limestone Perching on rocks her favorite past time, considering; the bottle over the buck. With only a shoe left on the right foot, her to..
Sales Pitch

Sales Pitch

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Sales Pitch Well established in front of puddle water, it is almost as embarrassing the regurgitated words found on every sidewalk. A ..
Glass

Glass

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Glass If the meaning in the words escape intrusion, and a thoughtful tone sets glass ideals in motion, it is the indignity of standing in ..
Small Change

Small Change

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Small Change It’s the way he moved his hands that first drew me to him. Making small circles on the table top, looking me in the eye. ..
Green Tea

Green Tea

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Green Tea It’s the sound of the critics that makes the head hurt, the spilling of blood with words, every last drop. Holding art ove..
Rubber Boots

Rubber Boots

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Rubber Boots It’s on these wet mornings at the park that she feels the most insecure, even as the children still play in their rubber..
Rose and Palm

Rose and Palm

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Rose and Palm I find it impossible to be complacent when not being listened too, or even heard. It makes me wither like a rose half pas..
FREE Hand.

FREE Hand.

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


FREE Hand He was panting as he pointed to the words on the page, looking me desperately in the eyes. “but how does that apply to me..
The Best of Friends

The Best of Friends

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


The Best of Friends Every morning they meet in the same place at the same time, to pool whatever money they made the day before. One with ..