Saturday, February 16, 2013

Kristina England - One Poem

Grief Revisited

Funny how the car smelled of exhaust,
how your eyes fluttered into a dream.

Funny how those fumes filled up
the chambers of your heart,

and how your last breath stuck
to the glass when I found you.

Funny how I’ve been stumbling
around in a smoke-induced haze,

and how it’s been years (years)
of me breathing without you.

Kristina England resides in Worcester, MA.  Her poetry is forthcoming or published at Gargoyle, Haggard and Halloo, Strong Verse, and other magazines.  For more on her poetry, visit

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