The Remainder

The Remainder short poem

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His soft smile a spike
testing the blind ledge
of her as-yet unlined
forehead. she saw it
in every stranger’s face
even in the reflection
of her wide brown eyes
as they considered the amber
lens at the bottom
of the shotglass

that feckless boy she’d
met then accompanied
into his feckless manhood
every dish he dried
he held to the kitchen lights
a prize he was owed
just as he assumed
her agreement to his plans
adventure sports and his
continual hunger that kept
their bank account lean
as a derelict puppy

for his last birthday
she considered the question
what do you give a man
who has everything
then realized he just takes
what he wants and sloughs
off the consequences
like snakeskin like a condom
brimming unexplained
atop the bathroom trash

she made him leave and yet
he managed to take
part of her away with him
she spent cold morning hours
assembling inventories
picturing the woman
she’d sculpted herself into
never noticing the details
etched with care
had been smudged
blended into a spindly mess
barely able to stand on its own

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a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
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