Poetry/Creative non-fiction/fiction

Letting Drips Drip April 23, 2012

Filed under: Poetry — jessicacolleenmcdermott @ 5:53 am
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Tessa lets her tears slip down her cheeks. To feel

them streak- like flipping paint over a blank canvas

in her room. The white sheet below polka dotted

in reds, purples, greens, and blues.


I don’t know what it’s like to let paint slide, let the

streams stick wet. Let the moment stay visible over

my skin. I swipe with my hand as soon as they form.


I pretend they leave when they disappear, but Tessa

knows the warmth in letting them breathe. The peace

in letting them sink until they drop.


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