Half-Naked Woman with a Coin The view is simple: a whore in cerulean. I’m not looking at you, but asking you to look where my eyes are pointing: first at my breasts, then to the coin in my hand. Make yourself comfortable- you won’t be listening, my mouth does the talking. Look-it’s approachable, just slightly open between teeth barely visible you’ll see a supplicant bit of tongue, glistening within. My left side, you’ll avoid it’s draped deep in the sheen of dropsy folds soon fallen. You’ll not see what I mean to keep hidden, under budding breasts, pushing up like soft pigeons. Heather M. Nelson Heather M. Nelson says: "I'm a poet, teacher, mother and recovering attorney based in Cambridge, Massachusetts. I studied writing under the poet C.D. Wright as an undergraduate at Brown University. Most recently I have studied poetry with Tom Daley and Barbara Helfgott Hyett. I am a member of Poemworks, the workshop for publishing poets. My work has appeared in Constellations and The Somerville Times."
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July 2025
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