reflection in the fogged
over bathroom mirror
hot shower steaming
her tender skin red
she fantasizes
of a man who doesn’t exist
and briefly
for a breath
she felt him
her tears evaporated
like tropical rain
never to be seen again
— like the man she imagined
a ghost of a future
a premonition of a never
a figment of a past present
a desire for everything
she wanted to feel
but never felt
as reality cleared in the mirror
she saw her body
beauty aging like fine wine, yet
no one to raise her glass with

~ EC



30 thoughts on “Clear

    1. Thank you, Meg! Yes, I can see that. Although, maybe she’s at a crossroads to change the loneliness part? Up for interpretation. Just a bit of creative writing inspired by my shower. 😉

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  1. This piece is so easy to identify with and the imagery used really pulls out the empathetic soul in the reader. It’s ‘clear’ that amid the personal strings you pull on to pen such a piece the way it’s framed shows aweing talent!!

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      1. That’s why we write, take the inspiration be it from kind or cruel places and make art that defies the silent introspection. You just keep writing as you’re well deserving of adoring kindness!
        …and a very Happy New Year to you 💜😁

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