The hot water of the shower spray
feels great on her face, after
an all-night cry
Who knew such
a recurring but
fleeting thought
could provoke so
many tears?
Under the mist
she promises
herself today
will be no different
Chagall 2016
Tag Archive: depression
The leaves outside my window
couldn’t be more red, more red
than I have ever seen.
The sky above my head
couldn’t be more blue
yet less blue than I am now.
Chagall 2015
I felt
her kiss
even through
the bandage.
© Chagall 2015
I don’t talk about it;
if I did I would drown.
© Chagall 2014
There’s a song that she sang
when the world was down
I’m sure it went something like this . . .
There’s a song that she’d hum
when the world was right
no one ever heard the words.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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