Marie

Marie Feb 2022

18

If we could've known
what we would become
I would have told you still,
out of breath
and full on in love,
that you were gonna be
my favorite home forever.
All of the lovely, broke,
young and dumb, sweet,
smirking son of a gun.

I didn't need a happily ever after
what you gave me then was better

Marie Feb 2022

The Divorce Attorney

he didn't tell you
to put that ring on
but he might as well have
when the invoice was done

Marie Feb 2022

grocery store clerk

kept a smile
through that
tornado
of impatient
anger
and said
"please,
come again"
you wild
bag of wind

sketch #46

Marie Feb 2022

after the end of our world

its a violent thing
love being blown apart
to only later
be remembered
like an overly friendly
stranger

Marie Feb 2022

the physics of you and I

she thought he grasped
every atom inside of her
so gently
that surely she would break

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but he kept her all together

Marie Feb 2022

Wet Bones

her hometown was
a tale of ole
a gasping ghost born
by a rush of gold
and great depression
it was full of stolen
selkie daughters
in a dust bowl sea
their hidden skins rotten
and
dead men hollowed
but still walking
their mined hopes left
emptied and long forgotten
so
she left it all behind
to wet her bones
in her landlocked grave
america's very own
born and raised
lady of the lake

there she still lay
a small-town myth
of what it’s like
to have lived being haunted

Marie Jan 2022

lost and

one day,
if you think
to find me
i will not be