The Bones of My Life
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Drain
Running down the drain
of a long day,
my hands grasp for something
filling, refilling,
but cannot hold on to
what is offered.
Instead they find my hair
and begin to pull it out.
~February 23, 2010
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