Torn Shades



How, in the first place, did
they get torn -- pulled down hard
too many times: to hide a blow,
or sex, or a man
in stained pajamas? The tear blade-shaped,
serrated, in tatters. And once,
in a house flatside to a gas station,
as snow fell at a speed and angle you could lean on,
two small hands (a patch of throat, a whip
of hair across her face) --
two small hands
parting a torn shade
to welcome a wedge of gray sunlight into that room.




 



The Atlantic Monthly; November 1996; Torn Shades; Volume 278, No. 5; page 66.


 

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