with her gaze fixed on
their shoes, souls
both of her hands
grasping a coffee cup as if it
could get away
murmurs shift, the
severe depth, her pupils
a subtle transfer toward the
faces of the women
droning softly on the sofa
one shadowy, the other
opposing the painting behind her
on the color wheel
she speaks to herself, recalling
the beauty of contrast
comfort in the facts, and
solace in the pattern
her own shadow
on the plaster walls
© 9.27.12 heather brager
their shoes, souls
both of her hands
grasping a coffee cup as if it
could get away
murmurs shift, the
severe depth, her pupils
a subtle transfer toward the
faces of the women
droning softly on the sofa
one shadowy, the other
opposing the painting behind her
on the color wheel
she speaks to herself, recalling
the beauty of contrast
comfort in the facts, and
solace in the pattern
her own shadow
on the plaster walls
© 9.27.12 heather brager