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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. 

Friday, April 24, 2015


sitting alone in my office
on the second floor
forty three miles from home
I still make believe that
I know what I am doing

success is inevitable,
loyalty is possible,
and my aging
body will once again fit
into those jeans
I have tucked away
on the top shelf

no one knows that I am  
a masterful actress,
an introverted mind reader, that
I balance plates heaped
with stereotypes, and
the drawings on the wall
are mine

© 4.24.2015 heather brager 

Thursday, April 2, 2015


a neon morning cradling the skyline
offers temporary blindness

coasting again, I stare it down
like you with the thunderstorm
when your words were the wind
in the beginning of this

a song about loving a girl
for a moment I search for who I was
and your voice is every voice
expectation kept me alive
and made me who I am

time trudges onward, the
bones scattered, gleaming white
across the high plans
where I sifted through vast emptiness
for all of those years

temporary blindness with
her voice calling me in
I am puissant and complete
her black wings silhouetted by
the purest sapphire sky

© 4.2.2015 heather brager