I am the promise you didn't keep the hidden pebble in your pocket you played between your fingers ‘til it went missing in the wash, or when you searched for coins that day you bought chestnuts at the corner. You paid no mind, drifted through a mosaic of other pebbles and promises, with the ciphered centre I tried once to fill. Sarah Russell Sarah Russell has returned to her first love after a career teaching, writing and editing academic prose. Her poetry has appeared in Red River Review, Misfit Magazine, The Houseboat, Shot Glass Journal, Bijou Poetry Review and Poppy Road Review, among others. Her poem “Denouement” won the GR poetry contest in February, 2014. Follow her work at www.SarahRussellPoetry.com.
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Kati Nagy
10/19/2015 02:49:01 am
Love the shape of this poem
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