soaked reflections

soaked reflections

A Poem by Carissa D

It started to rain tonight. 
Hasn’t in weeks 
and I feel guilty- I haven’t 
been good to my tomato plants. 

And in my driveway I watch the rain 
appear in the street light, heavy -
unnoticed. 
I stand there, moments
thinking of you and your kids
of your wife 
of the love I imagine you share.

And later, alone.
I'm staring at my 
soaked reflection and my 
abandoned womb. 

© 2014 Carissa D


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Added on April 25, 2014
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