hour 10 poem

cherry trees in bloom so red… just as the rash in His face… he talks to her and His face becomes more red than the cherries she holds in her hand… under White cherry blossoms His face is pale white and covered by a White…

Autobiography of a Face

You are the cloak I chose. Like any protective visage, there has been assault and wear even great care cannot hide now. You have served as a symbol for some suitor’s best day, and other’s worst. This mask you made almost convinced me.  

Autobiography of a Face (hour 10)

A – luring you are as the beauty shines U – unthinkable you are, flattering everyone you come in contact with T – Trust worthy is your countenance as it shows outward O – Over powering is your look its like a magnet B –…

Autobiography Of A Face

I pick at my skin. Right now there is a small hole next to my mouth, just below my left cheek. I say “hole.” I think of deeper, darker holes in friendlier ground, soil that does not erupt with blood. This isn’t a hole in…