The Things We Blame

In The Hair

It was the cold
the freezing cold
my ears were shut

I have to
tell you
something

Then it was the sun
the freaking sun
I couldn’t see

I have to
show you
something

Then it was me
without my hands
or legs

I have to
give you
something

And at the end
it was just me
(Nobody else)

more by URSULA RABAR BABIC

Photograph by Ryan McGuire

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  • Anna Elise

    Love the simplicity and how you creatively used all the senses in the theme of trying to give but failing to do so at all these different levels. A lot of emotion in this one.

  • Ursula Rabar Babic

    Thank you Anna. I am glad you like it. My favorites are abstract and minimalist poems so that is why I tend to write in that way. 🙂