Monday, July 13, 2015

That Dark Space by Martha Christina

The young face
of my daughter
smiles up at me
from old photos
spread on the floor,
a rug of sweet memories;
the uncaptured images
of anger and despair,
like the missing front teeth
in a child's smile. That dark
space, darker.

Martha Christina is a frequent contributor to Brevities and Three Line Poetry. Longer work appears or is forthcoming in the Aurorean, Bryant Literary Review, Blast Furnace, Main Street Rag, and The Orange Room Review. She lives in Bristol, RI.

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