Tours

A girl on the stairs listens to her father
Beat up her mother.
Doors bang.
She comes down in her nightgown.

The piano stands there in the dark
Like a boy with an orchid.

She plays what she can
Then she turns the lamp on.

Her mother's music is spread out
On the floor like brochures.

She hears her father
Running through the leaves.

The last black key
She presses stays down, makes no sound
Someone putting their tongue where their tooth had been.

by Carolyn D. Wright

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Comments (5)

Wow, I know very well the in between the lines rhythm of the masterpiece of emotions, your poetry is both unique and intriguing, thanks for sharing.
Very fine write. The girl is almost immune now, the escapism is palpable.
The last line, Someone putting their tongue where their tooth had been is a bit puzzling. Does it refer to the young girl's tooth or the mother's tooth broken during her beating?
The last line Someone putting their tongue where their tooth had been. is a bit puzzling. Does it refer to the young girl's tooth or the mother's broken tooth because of the beating?
almost like a dream of life