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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. 

Thursday, July 26, 2012

the truth.

it is never endorsement enough
violent pieces buried within
soft folds of blankets, each night

she covers herself

for you, she rearranges the pages
stacks the memories and seasons
everything with just enough salt

she will never ask, for flowers

she watches the birds
singing what she wants to hear
through the open window

while you are asleep

© 7.26.12 heather brager

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Tuesday, July 17, 2012


I can recall the color of the sky
on nearly every morning

it swallowed me whole
on random flights, in all directions

it pressed me firmly to the earth
as I climbed each mountain

it pushed me to the mailbox
and forced me back through doors

it spit me out on the high plains
and left me there, wandering

© 7.17.12 heather brager

Monday, July 9, 2012

crazy mountains.

she cut her teeth
on the fossilized bones
of her heritage
sucking for the last
drops of moisture
on a barren plain
touching the sky

the crow
called them
blue bird mountains
she trudged
the expanse before
the towering teeth
sanity wandering
among the evergreens

she died alone
wild and lost
a pale warrior
on the sharp stones
far beneath
the taunting cliffs

© 7.9.12 heather brager

Monday, July 2, 2012


memories fail us
images in the mirror
filtered by our lies

© 7.2.12 heather brager