“Selfish Heart” By Esther E. D. Pratt

splashes there
right there in
front of her
thoughts
(eats away as a migraine on a sunshine morning
yellowbright with shadows scratchy hurt
steals sleep)

if she drank Corona with lime until she puked
it would spew
open

you they he would see
be surprised
leave

she guards

it continues
deaf and refusing to
Go Away
and
can’t stop thinking
about it
helpless to say or do something

feet in cement
her heart flows lakes of terror
repeats the secret in a scream
often
after twilight
sunrise
unending
selfish heart

whispers high-pitched screams at the wind while a train passes by
drinks to cut the idea out of her
into the world

selfish heart
mighty lonesome
black as frostbite


Esther Pratt recently moved to Kenai Peninsula in Alaska. She fishes in the Russian River, and hangs out around the wildlife refuge when not busy writing poetry and working on her novel. This will be her first publication.

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