And I saw her lying there
under a paper sheet with
pale pink cherry
blossoms
and I saw him with soft eyes
and a stethoscope
say you better
sit down
I saw you wipe sorrow with
your sleeve, sketch your
heart on a wall of
rage
knowing she couldn’t resist
the lure of the needle
speedballing
to paradise
and I saw passion streak
like a comet across
the solar system
of your love
splitting into pieces
dispersing all
possibility
cherry blossoms fading
and falling
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Claire Scott is an award winning poet who has published in numerous literary magazines. She has been nominated twice for the Pushcart Prize (2013 and 2014). She was also a semi-finalist for both the 2014 Pangaea Prize and the 2014 Atlantis Award. Claire is a winner of the Arizona State Poetry Society 2013 Annual Poetry Contest. Her forthcoming first collection of poems, Waiting to be Called, was published in March of 2015.
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