Girl Holding a Teddy Bear

The letters peel away from the page.
and at a shift in meter,
they begin to waltz. Only then
feeling the stress of their feet,
The importance in their scheme.

They float away
from their parchment home
and sail toward me.
They kiss tears into my eyes.
They nestle in my eardrums.
They dissolve sweetly on my tongue.

My doves,
They can burn you,
slash you and tear you
until you are ash and slandered.
But I see your watercolor landscapes
behind my lids.
I speak your memories behind my lips.

So, rest now.
End your twirling, your entrancing.
I will tuck you between the covers
and love you with every piece
of my simplest of hearts.



Photograph by Eugene Wineblat

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Noelle Currie

I have been writing short fiction and poetry for ten years. I recently completed the second of two novels that are currently unpublished. I was the winner of The Book Doctor’s Pitchapalooza in 2013 and recipient of the Gold Medal in poetry in the Tunxis Academic and Art Challenge in 2009. I submit poetry and short fiction pieces to the creative writing website weekly. I graduated from the University of Connecticut in 2013 with a degree in vocal performance. My second love is singing opera.

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