Bella Luca

Rage - Poem by Bella Luca

Scraps of years in a place where you echo
off every sterile wall, seething in
your silence until all you can hear is
the boxes and boxes of words you stored
under your tongue; but cardboard doesn’t do
well in saliva, and their bones aren’t
as dense as they think.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 9, 2010

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