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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. 

Monday, June 24, 2013


I heard you on the stairs
so many nights
stumbling after midnight
the shadows of your demons
proceeding you,
scaling the walls
creeping across our bedroom floor

they don't live here anymore.

no, I am not afraid.
though I carry your words
in shattered pieces
close to my heart,
fragments that I am
slowly plucking away

© 6.24.13 heather brager 

Tuesday, June 18, 2013


down a cobblestone street
near Strong Avenue
he pauses to look over his shoulder
at a tender distraction
her soft ass and trendy glasses
she smiles near the corner
waiting for a faithful lover


I am just a porous heart
several bent vertebrae
carrying the weight
rarely contiguous
to the whole truth
never quite absolute
just pain and wanting

© 6.18.13 heather brager

Monday, June 10, 2013

a second death.

tide has obscured
the bagged body
black plastic swaying
in foaming salt and bile
among the rocks
caught numb and helpless
near the end of the pier
the frayed cord around
a powerless neck
hung in the current

© 6.10.13 heather brager