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"Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard." Anne Sexton 

Heather Brager is a critically acclaimed juggler of calamity, an accomplished procrastinator, and shuffler of idioms. Her poetry and drawings can be found in various digital and print journals around the globe, and on the web.  She currently resides in New England and prefers the precipice of where the Atlantic meets the sand to the official looking office where she spends most of her time. 

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

6:55 departure.


I am alone
on this blue vinyl seat
in the center
of this murmuring flock.

I am shouting
against my closed lips while
I look them in the eyes
and count.

a running child with ketchup
on his three year old face

a silent man with low eyes and
twitching mustache

a screaming diamond on the
finger of the woman in red pants

they are all leaving here
while I sit on cold vinyl
and am left uncounted
because I am alone.

© january 23.2012 heather brager

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

vision is a septal defect.



you will envisage
a reaction to misplaced rhythm

buried within my soft torso
your forearm quarrying, into the cavern

covetous, your hand thrusting past
my unhinged jaw, my meted throat

you will not see, grasping
but it is hanging in my eyes



© january 4.2012 heather brager