Saturday, May 5, 2012

While Another Black Hole Eats a Star

In my earlier foolish marriage,
my husband thought it best to confess

everything.
This made cicatrici (scars)—

natural debris from attempts at healing.
When he tried to make up with gifts

like pearls, they turned into mermaid’s tears
small plastic pellets that poison the seas.


By Susana H. Case

Learn more about Susana here!

1 comment:

The Bijou Poetry Review said...

Susana H. Case, professor at the New York Institute of Technology, has recent work in many journals, including Hawai’i Pacific Review, Portland Review and Potomac Review. She is the author of the chapbooks The Scottish Café (Slapering Hol Press), Anthropologist In Ohio (Main Street Rag Publishing Company), The Cost Of Heat (Pecan Grove Press), and Manual of Practical Sexual Advice (Kattywompus Press). An English-Polish reprint of The Scottish Café, Kawiarnia Szkocka, was published by Opole University Press in Poland. Her book, Salem In Séance (WordTech Editions) will be released in 2013. Please visit her online at: http://iris.nyit.edu/~shcase/.

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